WOMAN TONGUE

Titillating sometimes a tease

Spouting with pum pum ease

Words come gushing out

Creating new routes

Birthing a new age

Devoid of hatred and rage

No matter what the critics say

To soothe the savage beast

Water can work just as well as fire

No more bun bunning up my skin

I want to quench this sin

With rivers running

Sea water rushing to briefly taste my feet

Sinking firmly planted in the pebbles of time

I am remembering

All those lost lives

Of brothers I never met

And sisters who never bore me nieces or nephews

Haunting spectres of anciency

Relentless in their search

For our souls repatriation

Was it all worth the sacrifice?

Martyrdom of Black lives so that I could sip espresso

And bacchanal till sunrise?

I know there is more to life

Dis anarchy a stew just below the center of my core

Baptising me in the indigo shores

A 21^st Century Caribbean Eve

Charting her path across the seas.