Sliema, concretion of clubs and bars
Narrow streets fleshed out by sweaty parties
Below thrown up towers that block out stars
They’re built on money from financial smarties,
Dodgy investors in this arid rock.
Roof-top infinity pools, (shallow draws
by comparison to the town beach), mock
The Mediterranean tide’s see-saws.
~
Across the bay in Valetta’s warm heart
Daphne’s candle-lit shrine is burning bright
To remind all of us that the dreadful hurt
Must be dug up, be brought into day’s light
So this island is no more corruptly run
By dirty money and law of the gun.
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n.b. The fight for justice for Daphne continues this week with the police questioning of the former Prime Minister.
(Post and link corrected 23rd August, 2020)
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CLP 22/08/2020
