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  • Writer's pictureMwatabu S Okantah

1619 to 2019

Updated: Aug 24, 2019

we return,

not in holds of

slave ships

but in jetliners

high above

Atlantic Ocean graves,

feeling the ancestors anguish

just the same.

names discarded,

memories stolen yet hidden

in plain view,

black lives did not matter,

restless spirits


in the dank dungeons

of our psychic



we are returning,

we have

a long

lost birthright

we must reclaim.

from GUERRILLA DREAD: Poetry for Hearts and Minds


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