My father, Ismael Camacho, wrote a book a long time ago and I have just translated it from the Spanish. I dedicate this poem to his book.
SEVEN MINUTES
Homer, money you chased
From babyhood to old age
Then Mario wrote those letters
Of sweet, funny scenes
Throughout a country gone mad
While bureaucrats swam in an orgy
Of blocked roads and crumbling buses
And ghosts danced frantically
At the sound of drums
Homer, you have changed my life
With your yacht
And women
All false
And full of appeal
Until the most famous people
Gathered in that ship
To see the end of the world
As the Beatles played
Their melodious songs
And the sun exploded
In a big bang
Homer the clever
Dreamed by a glorious mind
Interred in the depths of a book
Never published to the world
Sulking in the midst of time
Buried in an orgy of dust
Under a bed
Homer, you are my hero!
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