Dramatic mountain for backdrop & palmy ocean for company
Tune in to the southern coast of Mauritius’ tropical symphony
Greener, wilder than the rest of the sweet haven
Oh, Bel Ombre! You beautiful shade of heaven!
Lush jungles, lyrical falls, and lavender twilights
liberating lonesome spirits with sparkling sights
Small fluffy popcorn clouds scattered in the sky
stirred by the caramelized wind as it whirred by
Sugar-coated horizon now covers an acrid past
of masses who left their dear homeland, aghast
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Walking through those sun-lit sugarcane fields I feel déjà vu
Something calls me to tell that I have been here earlier too
The roasted earth and the rustic milieu smell of innocence;
running across the fields on narrow paths with fine balance,
trying to bite into the sturdy sugarcane in friendly contests,
watching the cows sway their tails to deter the pesky pests,
A beautiful shadow of my childhood plays before my eyes
In a moment of existential epiphany, a few questions arise
Do I or did I have roots somewhere in this island’s history?
Will I ever get to know about it or will it remain a mystery?
