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Locust YearsHe built his life with his hands
Put all he had into the land
They came from nowhere on a cold dark wind
The harvest disappeared
But he survived the locust years
It hurt to hear her baby cry
Worked two jobs to get by
Rosa's CoronasComo estas?
My name is Rosa and like my mother before me
Everyday I roll cigars and they're the finest in the world
To pass the time the reader reads about the violence in America
And I pray for my daughter and her baby girl
Late one night they took a boat ninety miles from Havana
To escape the only life I've ever known