Black Essence Month – February 2021 (For Arlene Coleman, RIP)

Langston and 
Walt knew and 
bathed in these 
pristine waters 
at dawn –
I met and 
jousted with my
bilious kin
against the grain;
now,
they recognize me 
no more…
I am
the one
the slavers
left behind
by pure chance
and luck,
I am
encircled
like a foe,
all five-dozen
of them
thirst
for my blood, 
a thousand reasons
why I should not 
be named
their clansman
and clan head;
I am
the one
the slavers 
left behind
by pure chance
and luck:
Elmina
Cape Coast,
the salt ponds of 
Fort Amsterdam;
there was an
Amsterdam on
The Gulf of
Guinea
before the milk-tinged
sailors set sail
to their New World
of my death
and destruction,
which was also
their aim
on Capitol Hill,
knives
guns and 
bayonets;
but guess what,
my demise
was also my eternity,
my strength
and will
to conquer
and overcome,
immortalize
myself
beyond reach
and hurt –
rooted
to the spot
and surrounded by
enemies
of a common
womb,
I simply do not
give up
or hang,
I proudly
announce myself
take power and
control
of the world,
in my sway…
in my time,
there burst open
a shithole
from which
the Trump
of a Tramp
spitting blunts
of swill
emerged;
blobs of turd,
parasitic whiteness
of death
to winter trees…
a season
of death
midwifed by
long-acquired habit
of comfort
and complacency,
the greed of those
who, having tasted
a chewy bit
vim
thought
they owned it
all;
season of
the horse-haired
Alpine beast
of prey,
on all fours,
false claims
to ethnic and
racial
supremacy,
horse-haired
overfed pig
hairbrained,
transplanted onto
soils watered
with the blood 
of my sires,
brutish redneck
barbaric beast
of the wild,
wild western
New World,
staking false and
and grandiose claims
of ownership,
long after
this land
had been tamed
the sons and
daughters 
of the sun,
primal scions
of Planet Earth
of whose vintage
loin fruits
we were
the first –
this unwashed
and uncircumcised
Trump of a
Tramp,
churlish offspring
of a Scottish slut
and her Germanic pimp,
Strumph of a 
Strumpet’s fool,
grunge of
pure slime
and slush,
parasitic whiteness
of human waste
and death,
trash heap
in a trashcan
after all
that is wholesome
and berry-black
has been
thoroughly
cleansed
of muck,
rinsed of dirt
and rust…
all that sprouted
and greened
the Earth,
till the truckers
of death
and destruction
scaled up
the dome of
civility and
democracy
and poured down
vats-full 
of scum
and snowy
slush, 
basins full of
muddy waters
after blood-stained
clothes have been
thoroughly washed
rinsed and
strained;
riotous blight
that prowls
and pillages
and desecrates
our land with
grossly misplaced
indignation –
when mountebanks
truck fake
frivolities
in the guise
of truth
of which
they know 
absolutely zilch
and are wholly
innocent and
ignorant in their
blood-dripping
arrogance
which they proudly
wear up their sleeves
like badges
of honor
from wars 
they never fought,
willfully and
spitefully oblivious
of the sun-sprayed
warmth of the black
bodies whose sweat
and blood tamed
and tilled
this vast
great land
these marauding
Aryan barbarian
Butchers claim
they own –

II

Inexcusable
shamefulness
when the squatter
musters chutzpah
to place
a lien
on stolen
lands,
stolen votes
on stolen lands
mischievously
identified with
democratic
sovereignty,
false ownership 
of this pristine
leafy earth
from whose bowels
we sprang,
swaddled in tears
and the blood
of the beautiful
blackness
that preexisted
the bloated belly
of this dead
white whale
rotting in the head
and in the mouth
of a creek…
my trails of
blood and tears
mark the salutary
rebirth
of this land
gently baked
by the sun.…
Out of
the Stygian depths
of Hell
emerged
these snow-molded
cold-blooded traders
of African
humanity
staking
false claims
of ownership
and primacy
of lands
tamed and
tilled by my
mothers…
yes,
in my time
and the time
of my two
twin sons,
there appeared
a Trump
hatched by
a tramp
and her pimp
in a bedraggled
bundle
of rotten
winter leaves
staking
false claims
of ownership
and primacy
of lands
tamed and 
tilled by my
dark-brown 
brawns –
I spit
in your face,
you horse-haired
fetus-looking
stray son
of a slut
and her pimp –

2/1/21