Flankers Poems - Poems about Flankers

Fields of freedom fruiting our fantasy Liberty from the Ironshore sugar crumbling days Airport displaced and struggling for land Nature strewn where Taino and Maroons ratified claim Kin and flesh held one displaced place, ancestral lands Enticing too the greedy barons claim, but they had none Rights must be the thrust of the masses, so dream Struggle, fight, Flankers must unite against...

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Freedom with no responsibility is taken for granted Legislated out of the society, Flankers left on the margins to pine Ambition liberated with some, but others were too stunted Native children in nothing native schooled, a long line Kicking and squealing into zones of penury thrown Excluded from the patrimony of father's blood and mother's tears Restitution sought, but none given,...

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O Flankers, your children far and wide Stands at the zenith of their faith to take Their prize, bereft of heritage and pride Your blood stain shards making them shake I was Hiroshima, you were the bomb Your explosion devastated me It was not predicted for to become Such a callous and cold humanity I think of you, but cannot merge you Now with...

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I broke the stone that built the roads, my friend And when through college my escape came I was the first to that place they sent So this telephone line This school This post office This clinic And a community council that pined for me and died It was the way I paid them back Netty Scarlett Trevor Hylton And the unsung heroes that believed And walked...

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Surefooted, sure fisted,razor tough If I should fight that war again I would want one for the going rough Like yourself, Fair and fractured When the friendship slough No claim to be a paragon of anything Just an average man in your own eyes While I hoisted you like a kite Above naseberry trees and bush Above the gormandizing sea Above the Compound's red mud Carrying...

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I often wished I knew then How to save you from the thing That stalked our vision And haunted us into perfidy I often wished I had not been webbed so much With the drive To make something of it I would have seen you clinging to me For more than the casual Need of friendship Those days all the little tracks we walk Kept ending in...

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May-May, you left the sparse land So clean Amputating even the shadow Of your dry footstep That once seduced The interrupted door I looked but never saw The phoenix in your heart For all I heard was quacking ducks And had no schooling in feathers So did not separate you From the frightened flock I wish you all the best Wherever now you flush the past And freeze the...

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We did not then believe our lives were written in the sun And mapped no circle of the stars Or even the moments brightness when the meteors run We only saw the land filled with scars: Time and vanished youth like the fairy that...

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Come now to Flankers with me And down through the dripping woods And out to Providence pastures free Where burnt sugarcane odor floods From swamp to sea Walk slowly, walk slowly That you may hear the nightingale Smell flowers on the dale And feel grass cuddle your feet Wrapped in a green delicious sheet. Come now to Flankers with me And sit with us, Flankers and...

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