Poets' Corner
Ages Of Hunger
The Earth cries no more
Choking on excrement blood
Of innocent deaths
Slaughtered by ravenous anti-men
Who would command
Reason retreat
And the voices evoking freedom,
Cease.
Those rancorous ones
Who would covet all the earth
Untroubled
Were it not for our battling hands
Against their oppressive brands
They are pushing us against
the final wall
To enslave us again
To enforce a deeper degradation
Of a man who has been bended
around the world
But would not break
They would enslave us again,
They would claim us for good
Were we not rattling
These broken chains
Fighting back
Resisting their laws and flaws
Remembering
Men and Women are forced into
slavery
But remain there by choice.
Lasana M. Sekou,
New York, USA.
