Homage to Catalonia

A poem I wrote recently on a recent visit to Catalonia, where the democratically elected government had been imprisoned  by the Government of Spain for enacting a referendum on Catalonian Independence.
A referendum which was passed democratically.  When I wrote it I had just visited Mont Juic the fort that was used by the Spanish to shell the inhabitants of the Barcelona.

MONT JUIC AWAITS

Upon the heads of people there,
Came falling from tumultuous fiery air,
Heavy seeds of their enslavement.

Thunder split their arms, heads, legs,
As Invaders shook the skies above
With hatred and oppression.

And it seems, a thread was spun,
From there to here,
From then to now,
As tribal chiefs to sunless cells have come,
For raising the people's voice as one.

Same DNA threads through the cells,
Of oppressors and oppressed,
But now to say, instead of blood, torn sinew, death,
The mockery of democracy is pressed.

And Franco smiles,
Still worshipped as he slept.