Best Chattel Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your...

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Penned like cattle, as if chattel,
     cages rattle, sounds of brattle,
          no...

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When men were kings with steeds
women were handmaids to their needs.
repositories for their seed to grow
         ...

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The clock chastises me,
as painted petals bloom brilliance
in illuminated wonder that attempts 
escape from the hidden crevices
deep within my beleaguered mind.

The beauty I seek is...

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Long ago Man soaked alters in blood,
while sacrificing animals to God.
And ever since Noah and the flood
plows got hammered into sword and rod.

Civilizations grew and...

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Tender tear                       ...

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It began with a tiny black hole in my mind,
bit by bit it gravitated me into the void;
making me a slave to silence.
I had never...

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I see you walking on the beach
with the shyness of a kite,
toes gripping the sand with eyes that float
to the ends of the sea -...

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Is Friendship Just a Delusional Fiction?

Is friendship a lifeboat that floats on convenience?
Can we all divorce who we like with a gesture
that’s less than a...

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God and The Devil sat counter
over whiskey at the boardroom table,
to negotiate the terms of her surrender;
no real surrender materialised,
but the battle-lines were re-drawn,
albeit imperceptibly...

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AND WE ARE STILL HERE…
While beating our drums—singing, dancing
and giving praises to the Most High
for family harvest, peace and love,
we blinked—became victims
of colonial rape—stolen from...

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BELIZEAN BLEND

In the beginning it was the Yucatec, the Mopan and  Kekchi  as well
Who came from the steppes of Asia where nomads dwell
They...

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Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry
not in the gray of winter day
or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights,
the others can hardly...

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genuine love
like a dove

chattel for cattel
cattel as chattel

frosty the snow man?
or the glow ran?

as wisps of flakes on the wind
God can you please rescind or...

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I was born unto a woman and a man, and a government,
this was the Trinity, these were my employers,
entrance into this magical melee was acknowledged...

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