Saying so-long to a short-sighted bully

A suburb of Miami
(separated by a sea)
is an island sniffing freedom
that with Castro couldn’t be.

While that bearded man smoked stogies,
Cuba limped along quite lame.
Communism was his mantra.
Marxist doctrine was his aim.

Among Cubans tears are flowing
born of joy and born of grief.
Is democracy forthcoming?
Or just more tobacco leaves?

Well, the answer is uncertain.
Cuba’s future’s up for grabs
now that death has claimed a victory
o’er the man in olive drabs.