Bukut of My Belize
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As Oriental Pearl neared Eastern Boulevard
In Fayetteville, North Carolina, thoughts of
Bukut in Belize floated my way. I was back
From New York visit, First light of day was
getting brighter, I was urged to write...
Give me bukut!
First root of my Belize
It is builder of blood
Strength of my bones
Soul fortifier
It ignites my fire
It has stood the test of time
Unscathed
Just as mahogany wood in hurricanes.
Bukut reminds me of the Baron's lighthouse
Its interior is mysteriously sweet
Generations come to feast
Do you know how long?
It endures heat
It is dark Cadbury of my skin
Its seed, caramel iris of my eyes
Its sap, blood of my blood...
Folks bask in shade of its limbs
It is here and there multiplying
Give me pallet friendly bukut!
It is root of my Belize.
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Copyright © Iris E. Sankey- Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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