…because I’m almost a Utopia

…because I’m almost a Utopia

Because I’m almost a utopia.

A fine ingredient and accompaniment.

I am beneficial and striking to the eye.

To you I am essential

like blood tracking your veins.

You crave me and reproduce me,

then you boil or roast me,

a humid tuber,

humbly serving insatiable humans.

I wouldn’t disappoint you.

With the peel or without

I always satisfy you.

Often we’d gather around tables

like top dogs

lost in discussion

puppetting their country

for a morsel and some repute.

Like them we’d be inebriated

and being almost a utopia,

like them, I’m much in demand.

Translated from the Maltese by Claudia Gauci

…because I’m almost a Utopia

Because I’m almost a utopia.

A fine ingredient and accompaniment.

I am beneficial and striking to the eye.

To you I am essential

like blood tracking your veins.

You crave me and reproduce me,

then you boil or roast me,

a humid tuber,

humbly serving insatiable humans.

I wouldn’t disappoint you.

With the peel or without

I always satisfy you.

Often we’d gather around tables

like top dogs

lost in discussion

puppetting their country

for a morsel and some repute.

Like them we’d be inebriated

and being almost a utopia,

like them, I’m much in demand.

Translated from the Maltese by Claudia Gauci

…because I’m almost a Utopia

Because I’m almost a utopia.

A fine ingredient and accompaniment.

I am beneficial and striking to the eye.

To you I am essential

like blood tracking your veins.

You crave me and reproduce me,

then you boil or roast me,

a humid tuber,

humbly serving insatiable humans.

I wouldn’t disappoint you.

With the peel or without

I always satisfy you.

Often we’d gather around tables

like top dogs

lost in discussion

puppetting their country

for a morsel and some repute.

Like them we’d be inebriated

and being almost a utopia,

like them, I’m much in demand.

Translated from the Maltese by Claudia Gauci