I cultivate a white rose
In July as in January
For the sincere friend who
Gives me his hand frankly.
And for the cruel person who tears out
The heart with which i live
I cultivate neither nettles nor thorns
I cultivate a white rose.
Written by Jose Marti (1853 - 1895)
note: Albeit a renowned poet and writer, Jose Marti was a leader of the Cuban Independence movement from Spain, and to date widely regarded as the Cuban National Hero.
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