Sugar

by Toni Truesdale

Celebrate overcoming the past

All People of Color

Is it freedom at last?

We begin each morning

Sweetening our cups of coffee and tea;

With sugar refined as

White as history;

Trying hard to distance itself

From the memory

Of genocide and slavery.

Now In the beautiful, warm vacation seas.

Shanty towns and the company store

Create the stillness of poverty;

The Eden now cleared of Native Peoples

And the terrorized Africans

Overworked and disposed before 30.

All to create fortunes for entitled families.

Money from death and misery, bleached

Pure by virtuous European banks;

In a society where income is so esteemed

It became the western hierarchy of ruling currency.

Celebrate overcoming the past,

Where all people are valued at last.

Celebrate the yet to come;

Where full freedom is finally won.

Dedicated to the very Reverand William Potter

Truesdale copyright 2011

Migrations:Origin Stories

Migrations: Origin Stories 

"Primordial peoples

Set Forth on the longest Journey;

To descend into each individual moment of

Still flowing humanity.

Those first peoples, sowed each continent

Common stories, myth, rites

To celebrate what we have always shared,

Great Mother Earth, the Guardian

Goddess of a thousand names."

copyright T. Truesdale 2016