Fix up of a poem and explanation

Okay, here´s the edited version and a bit of expanation. Obviously, i´ve fallen in love with this country I´m about to leave: the poor in this country live in the hills in reverse to the United Staes where the hills are owned by the rich. The Quechua are the indigenous Indians of this country who are on a hunger strike to have their language be equal to Spanish in their country. The Gate of the Sun is the gap in the mountains to the east of Macchu Piccu that lets in dawn´s first light upon this sacred city. Chicha is a local corn beer made by the women and advertised by a red bag or flag hanging on a stick alongside the road. The Shining Path was the group that started out as a voice for the people against the rich but then turned to killing too many innocent people and becoming hated. Inka means king and the Inca made the terraced hills that still lie in wait. I hope this helps this poem lose its cloak of obscurity in the berg of USA. Love you all and off tomorrow to Quito, Ecuador. Oh, at dinner tonight the retaurant was crowded with another group, but this one agroup of Avon ladies. Gads, they have that stuff down here too.
Ciao! for now

PERU, PERU

John Hutchinson
December 7, 2007

Last night you came to me,
banging your words upon my bed,
shaking me from my walk of sleep.

Why did you come to me,
give fishes from the cold breath of your sea,
pour your poor upon the hills of hope,
send a shy brown smile from under the lip of her hat,
turn my ears to the Quechua hungering for their tongue to be heard,
raise your stone stairway to the Gate of the Sun,
wave your red flag of chicha to pull the weary from the road?

Why did you
erase your Shining Path, the promise of a promise lost,
cry your glacial tears from snow topped peaks,
lift the weight of your people with a branch of cocoa leaf,
lay your terraced hills dormant in wait for a king,
walk your children miles just to give away their smiles,
open your Andes to release the heart of your soul?

Peru, Peru,
why did you waken me?