Monochrome

Black White

Monochrome

The flames that burn my shriveled heart

turn its pink fleshy tender

into scalded stony crisps.

The MASTER has left our river bowls dry,

Stacked our sacred figurines

in glass panes to be adored in archaeological havens.

Whisked away our skin

subdued our cerebra’s

in lingua chains

and infected our tongues

with Anglais syringes.

We gagged,

Twirled,

Shook,

Clawed like Savanna sun savages,

But the WHITE

Swam through our pulmonaries,

Encamped in the nooks of our marrows,

Gathered in our heart.

Carefully,

Devouring the black beauty,

The brown

The hazel �" burnt ochre

“Where White appears, the darkness disappears “