Across the graceful Aegean
Flawless white stone lays submerged
Beneath Royal blue domes,
Branded by the Holy Trinity
One of Nature’s jokes:
A white celestial heaven
Born out of destruction and desolation.
Through a millennium of torture and Ash
Shines sheer perfection in the face of God
Through every narrow winding street
Rugged merchants cry loud
‘Tomatoes, Capers, Chloro, Wine.’
And on every face that wanders by
Marks of desire, Marks of seduction.
As each day passes by
Cruise ships dock and disgorge
An Exodus of hungry consumers
Charging through, like legionnaires,
Stabbing her, tearing out her heart.
While the sinister drone of mopeds run by.
Poisoning her air,
Stealing her virtue.
From all corners of the world,
North to South
East to West
Her superficial purity and innocence
Attracts the fragile minded to her shores.
Shores of a tortured beauty:
Each grain of sand
Black as the ash which gave birth to them.
Her elegance though, compromised,
By those who seek to enslave her.
As Greek masters grow fat
They tighten their grip round the noose of their slaves.
As bolts on the wheel of capitalism.
They sit on their throne of corruption
In a ‘benevolent’ kingdom
Transcendent to the screams of poverty-stricken Athens.
Atlantis risen from the sea.
She stands today,
A shinning beacon of light.
A glimmer of hope.
In this once noble house,
Known as Greece.
of the civilisation they once were:
Fallen, decayed into corruption and anarchy.
But no matter how lost,
Or hopeless it may seem.
Her sunset over the Aegean brings forth:
A supreme serenity,
A new dawn of change to come.