Now is the time, I do aver
For this “white” culture to defer
To that called “black,”
Though “white” and “black” provide a trope
That proffers or withholds a hope:
It must be taken back.
Foundation built upon a lie
The time has come for it to die
Of slow starvation,
Denied the prejudice and rage
Which in themselves erect a cage
Imprisoning a nation.
The Europeans came, and with
“Manifest Destiny” their myth,
Of a new Christian nation—they
Slaughtered all persons in their way
Or pushed them to the margins.
“Race,” a distortion built on hate,
Allowed their crimes to propagate,
Iniquities born of the past
Must be undone; new life recast
With new ways to avow.