The Dark Wave

The continental human drift never hesitates or pauses Not for the brutal border, blackmailed law or bad-faith causes Resuscitate a dead Eldorado to motivate destination Urging forward from oppression and rank exploitation Connected in dark knowledge of a recent, shameful past Where rigged desperation crumbs on roughened seas cast Whom yearns to live and live to free Its bludgeoned self from systemic spite and tyranny Ducks and dives the constant sweeping tendrils Of the xenophobic Hydra rushing about feeding landfills Scorns the promised wage of each threatened mortal due To darken too the narrative hue about struggling to live true Finds the play one of cold comfort, turned and othered Privilege hardened, entitlement mothered, reach smothered By those who first came for succour and in need, looking for Founded a moratorium on who should, like them, deserve more Seek further to rule with division, and injustice perpetrate Evidenced in yesterday’s curse, proven best to inculcate The barren, selfish choice, the missed opportunity The selfish disregard for the humane expression of community And in answer to the dirge ringing from the downward swell A rotting, maggot-ridden corpse manifesting an upward smell Imagined relief from these gold-lined streets, sun-soaked shores Drowning with all the other fatalities of this diasporic recourse SP