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 late Reverand
William Potter
Truesdale copyright 2011