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Ballade of an inca king - poetry

 

Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and land

Says the Inca King?;
In Spain, they leave the active streets,
For sail to Peruvian shores;

The hum of the gold is sweet,

It glows and glistens like the sun
A mountain of gold, or the grave
Awaits the human, Inca-god?!

Spaniards sing their songs of victory

Where breaks the green Peruvian sea;
Who now, worships the Inca King (?)
Guarded at the back prisons doors-?

They babble about his blonde rings

They watch the winds cross the shores?
They count the days that idle by,
For gold they worship and will die.

Envoy.

Another bounce will never pass,

Swallowed up by death, and death-
The Spanish voices combine-:
Will kill the Inca-King in time;

Before the gold arrives I fear?

It all will be clandestine low, low
In the hollow of the earth, in the
Moonlit tunnels of Peru!?

#731 6/13/2005

Just a Note: Ricardo Palma has been some of my inspiration to a high grade on the traditions of Peru; as I have tried to put some into poetic verse. The Inca in all-purpose has been an ongoing theme I seem to like contained by my Peruvian poetry, and numerous lettering surrounding them, and locations, such as the Andes, Cuzco, Huancayo, Lima: all in Peru of course; with such names as: Francisco Pizarro, and Bolivar, Atahualpa [Inca King]; Titu-Atauchi, his brother. Dona Veronica Aristizabal.

Poet/Dennis Siluk
http://dennissiluk. tripod. com


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