CITY IN THE TROPICS

Streets bleeding the stuff of the breathing

sewage, water, mango skins, banana peals

Mingle as one to form the soup of our existence

Afternoon rains, on the good and evil

wash the air clean of diesel and plastic

Making room for the scent of flowers

Sweltering heat as if the whole planet perspires

in this one in a myriad of cities with its mega malls and barrios

Sweat drips from the pores of the global economy

By Jon Rudy

Dec 11, 2001