the circumnavigation is complete
the circumnavigation is complete for some
of us
the lost children finding passage
home …
dim is the memory of our leaving
save the violence of our taking.
& the pain …
the brutal tearing of birthcord,
mother & child gushing blood
she? left to bleed to death.
the child? the child taken away to have
his wound cauterized by a slaver’s brand
his scars singed upon his soul!
taken westward away; to mix sweat
& blood with mortar, to turn flesh to
mulch.
to later in another place raise on his broad
back bountiful harvests;
raise on his broad back beautiful soulless
cities, conqueringarmies & armadas,
leviathan productspawns as prodigious
as they are monstrous…for others.
yet often unable to raise his monthly rent
raise his social position, raise his children.
the circumnavigation is complete for some
of us
we have to look upon the terrible
reaping, in the land of our origins
of the fruits of our labor born of seeds
sown elsewhere.
© Joseph McNair; 1990-2009
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