KILLING HER OWN.
She carried him for months,
The pain and the suffering
All now dressed in new pants,
The commencements
Dumped in the street
A stranger picked and raised him.
Nursed by not his own,
Life isn’t a given.
Is this what our mothers have become?
Is this what the fiber of our ancestries have become?
Is this what we call freedom of choice?
Is this what we call civil rights?
Killing him for the crime he didn’t commit!
What happened to mother’s love?
That he was promised on conception.
Do you have to break him when your vows break?
Do you think you must dump him when his father disappears?
Do you think you have to destroy him when your heart dies?
Leveling your displeasure with his breath.
His lifeforce will haunt you to hell
His bones will bellow loud through the prison walls,
His innocence will echo through the temples
All the way to the gates of heaven
Until justice is found
Why killing him for the crime he didn’t commit?
Categories:
ancestries, child abuse, children, emotions,
Form: Free verse
The dark, drenched forest
was tinkling with tuis and bellbirds,
blind to the ledger book,
the bill of lading,
the glint in the eye of the ax.
Pious settlers wired the land for religion
and switched on the lights.
The natives were dazzled,
but loved the portly man in the red suit
who gave them everything they wanted.
On the Historical Society outing,
we struggle for footholds
in whirlpools of organized ennui,
clutch at the slack rope
that cordons off irrelevant ancestries.
‘The end is not nigh,’
the Dom-Post tells its readers.
Doors are bolted against the wind,
the tick, tick of the electric fence
around eroded pastures.
First published in Southern Ocean Review
Categories:
ancestries, earth, environment, nature, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Threaded history - boney fingered
Ancestries woven connections,
Stitched brail of wordless inscriptions
Meaningless decorative presence
Saturated with the timeless reverence of
Boney fingered storytellers.
6/4/2016
THE BEST OF 6 – Poetry Contest
visual #2
Categories:
ancestries, art, family, history,
Form: Free verse
Traces of Haile Selassie ‘I’
The Lion still roars
Traces of Martin Luther King
dream lives on
Traces of Bob Marley
In song “get up stand up for your rights”
Traces of Malcolm X
Segregation fight still burns bright
Traces of Mandela's
Fight for justice set free
Traces of Marcus Garvey
Purpose and His-story
My people realign and trace
History of their victories
On the walls of the Pyramids and sand
Inscribe with Sculpt object in hand
It is said “there is no future without history”
Revelation given by our ancestries
Traces from ancient of times
Activating inquiring minds…
©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander -Sept. 2011
© All Rights Reserved
Categories:
ancestries, history, inspirational, loss, lost,
Form: Narrative