Verse I:
In 1960, it was time to flee,
soul searching, it thrust me out of my country.
I hope you’ll understand and see,
that I just couldn’t stomach the injustice around me.
Chorus:
I remember the raft that seemed as flimsy as my hope,
I grabbed the rope,
and held on tight,
as I knew my freedom fight
had just begun,
and days later, I held the Florida sun!
Verse II:
Cause’ I’m not an just an ex refugee,
I tasted freedom and earned a college degree.
I’m proud to be a Cuban-American,
where I sing my story of liberty
to my grandkids braced on my knee.
Chorus:
I remember the raft that seemed as flimsy as my hope,
I grabbed the rope,
and held on tight,
as I knew my freedom fight
had just begun,
and days later, I held the Florida sun!
Tag:
Days later, I held the Florida sun.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (3)
Beautiful song… captures the tough road some people have to take to find a better life for themselves and their families.
What a powerful and inspiring tribute to resilience and freedom. The imagery of the raft and the Florida sun gave me chills. A beautiful reminder of the strength behind every journey.
This is a touching and inspiring tribute! If you ever set it to music, I’d love to hear it.