The h2g2 Poem: Che Guevara
Created | Updated Jan 17, 2010
Ché Guevara
The iconic face of protest stares past us into space,
A look of grim resolve, etched deep upon its face.
Who was this man and why does he affect us still today?
Was he cruel? Was he kind? What is he trying to say?
Should we all revere him, for his battle for the poor?
Or should we all despise him, for supporting civil war?
Did he let his hatred of the West's great power and wealth,
Teach him to preach killing, by deviousness and stealth?
In the ambush in Higuera, by the CIA contrived,
To his executioner he said, "I'm more use to you alive."
But, had he lived and carried on, what image would we paint?
A hero or a terrorist – a demon or a saint?
