Kaveiria Palace Resort

Ghost Hotel

The waves travelled like tornadoes
Across humming ghost like hotels
Reaching out to the future
Accepting our past
Looking out to the great beyond

Has the ship come home?
Out there in the horizon
Where all the sky is black
Stars shining on our brilliance
Sailing to other worlds
Your world and mine

Paint peeling off the walls
The roof almost caving in
Nature invading the concrete jungle
As weeds sprout through the door
Giving birth to originality

(George Sivetidis fragments of poem)