we crave nature.
Some like it untouched,
but a man-made Eden combines the best of both worlds.
Feast your eyes on the assorted mix:
The barrel chested playa hungrily ogling meat.
A ragged senior with ruinous teeth,
walks at ease - his gait smooth as old money.
"Can you take a picture of me and my daughter please?"
In the sandpit, the weekend father and his princess both squint.
All chose the same park;
traipsed down the same high street;
passing the brown girl with the sad smile.
She hands out pamphlets and promises that Islam is the solution to all problems.
Today,
paradise is a lazy afternoon under the sun.
The park is scattered with bodies - the grass is thirsty,
and pink flesh slowly burns.
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