To A Country Of Infinite Dawn
to a country of infinite dawn when everything you see is grey
when mist is the color of their day
sunshine becomes a luxury
the sun its God
and when they come to my tropical country where sunshine is everyday
they say
this is paradise, this is what i have been missing in my life
the beach, the green fields, the natural springs
these white old men, on retirement, on vacation to this counrtry
do not be fooled
when it gets dark, and when the neon lights start to glitter
they begin to ask some names: linda, rowena, baby, celestina
oh you know what i mean, they are looking for our women
cheaper and cleaner
and wait there is another, he is looking for the brown boys
the ever younger ones
even the uncircumcised
welcome to this paradise, this island of desire,
destroy this home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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