To Spain—A Last Word

By Edith M. Thomas (1854–1925)

IBERIAN! palter no more! By thine hands, thine alone, they were slain!

Oh, ’twas a deed in the dark—

Yet mark!

We will show you a way—only one—by which ye may blot out the stain!

Build them a monument whom to death-sleep, in their sleep, ye betrayed!

Proud and stern let it be—

Cuba free!

So, only, the stain shall be razed—so, only, the great debt be paid!