Tourist

I have seen summer in the winter
and hate nested among love;
Toppled trees and fat cruise ships
seems it should be the opposite –
and everyone is just happy
they’re not in the sugar cane fields
(anymore).
I wonder at my assumptions
for the world’s ambitions
and perhaps
when the 3rd world is your home,
it’s the 1st world to you.
Perspective is only letters
when you’ve never known another,
So now I ask, what’s yours?