Ankle Bracelets



Clink-clink
Black panther eyes peering 
thru the concrete canopy
What do they see in the blood-smoke midnight air ... 
safari sound waves shocking,
moving the ghetto leaves
What do the tree leopard tar-pitch, onyx ears hear ... 
a white rhino with a little horn tooting
Bars and Stripes liberty hypocrisy
Star Spangled dirge played off-key at the trade fair
Clink-clink
Sea Leviathan white whale with the little blowhole,
sending suffocating sounds
leading down to the burning belly of hell
Muzzled lions and lionesses in the dark cargo hold,
chained to the smell drowns
of fear excrement waist-high in a caged cell
400-year journey on a piss-poor promise of equality — 
build the racial Wall higher:
says the Tower barker, spitting in the tiny trumpet
Clink-clink
Gold-plated iron ankle bracelets ... slavery jewelry,
place a bid to the auction buyer
Give the seller a pound of the flesh, free-labor sweat
Clink-clink
Don’t think ... run when you hear this
coming calamity chain-pain sound
Head skin deeper into the safe urban jungle,
until the little horn fades
into muted white noise background
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Callus Avatar
March 21, 2018 at 4:14 PM
Excellent...in one poem you managed to cram many years of history. The vivid strokes of descriptive imagery leave a striking imprint that touches on moral and political themes, suffering, and half-realized aspirations. Ankle bracelets might have disappeared from sight, but not from the mind. ~ Regards // paul
Dietrich Avatar
March 11, 2018 at 5:40 PM
This is powerfully written, Freddie. VEry creative imagery used in your poetry here.
Swartz Avatar
March 11, 2018 at 7:43 AM
Too cool of a write Freddie! You gave the history lesson in one fine poem. Nothing can hold your genius back!
Kriticos Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 1:28 PM
Whoooo weeee Truth bombs are droppin! And by a skilled wordsmith no less! Thanks for sharing, glad I stopped by today!
Wolf Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 1:18 PM
Raw and naked: Frustration unleashed! Powerful message and graphic imagery. The poem is as special as the poet. Bravo! ~ Gershon
Smith Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 9:57 AM
Powerful deep write Freddie, well done my friend...
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