L'Nass Shango Poet Verse

Deconstruction

This sea's end on a misnamed shore
Is not the terminus of your sin
Nor my beginning in the dusky yore
But we can in false time begin
To ridirect the world from the whim
And caprice of self-lost to love
The best in us again. Trust is slim
Now, but surrender can prove
More worth than paper documents
And words that never stand so
To mean exactly all desire's intents
Leaving you in thin chiaroscuro

So let us not praise Columbus still
Nor Sea dogs' conquistadores
Mentality, I like Wilberforce's bill
But we new Crispus and Torrez
Were not impotent dole getters, since
We fired sugarcane and barracks
And by death and waste also convinced
The Great House to retire its racks
Since we salt of the earth accept it
That our coming was no accident
But from the convenant to pave and grit
A redemption for gentiles and truant.

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Carolyn Devonshire April 2, 2009 at 2:55 PM You shoot from the hip, Shango, and that's what makes your work so compelling to me. I love your political commentaries. Obviously, the title, "Deconstruction," captured my attention and, as always, you deliver a one-two punch! GREAT work! Love, Carolyn