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Strange Carib Isle


The coconut trees and the dank, heavy air,
The newfound beach with its slippery edge,
Weird beat of drums from a wild, wet wind’s hair,
Choir of Carib softly moaning strange pledge --
Bold pelicans rush on the fine brown sand.
Visitors stay in a fancy hotel;
Enticing fragrance fills the air so grand,
And where one sleeps at the sound of a bell.
Soft showers come down when little ones wail,
Mothers listening to their screaming and tears.
Now who will follow the strange tropic trail,
Where inhabitants live, shudder with fear?

Will this dream island reach a peace sublime
Where love strains to grow as death tends to climb?

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