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Limon Bay, A Tourist View

by Diego Santiago

You can watch
The ships come into the bay
 And feel the ocean slap up its spray, 
And  taste the salt
And imagine the day,
When Everyone
Entered the country this way.

It is as it was and has always been
A ship will leave and
A ship will come in.
So many were here
From so many places,
Large Spanish ships
And fierce pirate faces
And people from France
With the usual graces.
Equipment and armies
And great enterprise,
All happened right here
 In front of your eyes.
There were bands that played anthems
And popular songs.
They brought their own cultures
And their families along-

There were men running about in Victorian suits,
And women in white,
Eating tropical fruits.
The shouts and the laughter
The curses and yells
The saga began here
As tradition now tells.
 
Where can we see this?
Is there a map to the way?
There is no instruction, I’m sorry to say.
Stand behind the casino they build yesterday?
Not that one, but That one
Right next to the bay