Niko Tiliopoulos

Realities - Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

The colours in the Caribbean
are vividly optimistic,
fermenting their saturation
with salt, sand, rum, and rumba,
and the eternally blooming flowers,
feminine spirits embodied
in bronze, light, and scent,
flirting with a western dream,
in hope.

The colours in the Caribbean
are hues of grey,
drowning their sadness
in dirt, ash, sweat, and noise,
and the sick rotting fruits,
androgynous zombies cursed
in darkness, thirst, and disease,
struggling with a western nightmare,
in vain.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, December 5, 2011

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