A sincere man am I
Born where the palm trees grow,
And I long before I die
My soul’s verses to bestow.
My verse is a gentle green
And is fiery red in part
In the forest refuge seen,
My verse is the wounded hart.
With the poor ones of this earth
I’ll cast my destiny:
The mountain stream is worth
Much more than the mighty sea.
José Martí (1853 - 1895) Cuba
Translated by Anne Fountain
Source: Brett Alan Sanders
It is 2025. I am writing a book called "PROVENANCE" about Cuba (1925-1948) and my character "Malecon" is a simple man who carries books by Jose Marti. This poem "A Sincere Man Am I" is his favorite and is much like him. Thank you
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