Handful of Empty
Holding out my unchained hand,
light as evaporated air
is the emancipation accrued debt equity
By making reparation demands,
this long overdue affair
has a short tabled legislation probability
Many moons of unpaid slave wages owed me,
fills my bosom with hollow hope naught
These closed off, heavy-hearted thoughts
has left me with two open palms full of empty
Ancestral back pay, (no interest tabulation)
it ain’t coming soon today
Only getting more dwindling expectations,
receiving more time delay
Echo green chimney stacks
(mule manure fueled by plenty acres withheld)
blow a lot of promissory smoke
Vow fidelity’s grown slack;
much like bamboozle trees in an avarice veld,
bountiful lies are a rope choke
Watch the profit number swing high,
as the reparation cry is brought so belittled low
Unimportant issues always move molasses slow,
while full lips give a bloated belly sigh
I receive such meager satisfaction,
when given a paltry lump of culpability
Duh generous is my scoff reaction,
abundant doubt is me aural incredulity
Dead tired of hoisting wouldn’t lies;
lynchpen heavy wrists
bound to void promises,
given oath lightly by insincere ayes
A fistful pile of penury tears
will build a scant trust reservoir
of more empty-handed years
09-22-21
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2021
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