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When lands were claimed by empires
Atlas dropped the world and it smashed into borders
When hands were maimed by Sires
A child curled into oars as ships smashed into sawdust
When ships were fat with gaunt slaves
There white masts stole breaths of imprisoned flesh and sky
When whips groomed plait rode horsehair waves
Blood red castes like embers from coal bent weak as flames of rye.
I saw a white man lead a caravan of singing chains
I saw a long shadow of one being, of human being
I saw a black man lead a clan of man from shipping lanes
There shoulders sailed through crewmen fleeing
Man is boat
Bone is mast
Home is being
Human being cast
Caste-away