I never wanted you to be like us
Nicaragua
I see your drive-thru coffees now
Fast food for a fast world
I never wanted you to be like us
Swallowing the world like an epidemic
We’re sad and lonely
And I never wanted you like that
I wanted your lakes and your mountains free
Like when we grew up together
I would’ve been a robot if it wasn’t for you
Wouldn’t have known anything other than a suit
But I know the drums of La Gigantona
El vigorón y el pinol…illo
The tourists see your volcanoes
Some will bring their cranes
One day they’ll charge you for parking
In your own soil
And it’ll break me
Because I’m made of you
About the Author: Karina Castrillo is a freelance writer, a labor rights advocate, and a social producer at a civic advocacy organization based in D.C. She was formerly a travel writer at Culture Trip where she penned stories about Paris and Miami. A true libra, you can find her writing her next zine, or doting on her beloved chihuahua, Enzo, with whom she travels everywhere like a regular Elle Woods.
Image Credit: Jaime Incer “Concepción” Creative Commons License BY-NC 4.0
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