Beaching

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Beaching…

Rhythmic waves,
frothing to and fro,
carry middle passage echoes
of journeying odysseys;       

The setting sun spikes
the umbilical link
between the Motherland
and her children in Diaspora;

Reflecting grains of sand
catch crystallizing tears
of memories of faded shores;

The bleeding breeze blows
sea seasoned whispers
flowing from lost voices;

From sea to shining sea
we’ve been anchored, 
chained and auctioned;

Never can slavery be
a metaphor for memory
as waves dissipate
on the shores of time; 

No matter what beaches
we roam,
the shores still sing songs
stealing home.