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SEEDS Who did you leave under the sea? Was it a black engineer building dreams? And a brown baby with shackled hands little feet An angel in disguise floating in the deep Who did you throw in the ocean that day? Was it a famed priest known to pray To African ancestors whose hearts await Arrival of those you stole away Who did you drown in the big blue water? Grandma grandpa son daughter Artist singer soldier doctor lawyer Because your soul is rotten out of order Who was the wicked one that day? Who inherited the curse of the slave? You threw them away in the blue green sea They were not stowaways they were holy seeds.

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Date: 9/20/2023 8:01:00 AM
This cuts deep Karen. Hard to digest but your last line..! This is poetry with power.
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Karen Jones
Date: 9/20/2023 10:08:00 AM
Sam thank you so much for your kind words. I know it is a dark subject but it was on my heart to write. Hugs

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