Sep 11

Whitewashed streets (Say my name)

It's easy to forget 
(say my name)

Between the towers and bells and columns 
(Say my name)

Wedged inside the George Washingtons and Thomas Jeffersons and Marquis De Lafayettes 
(Say My Name)

Hidden among the yachts and music and Pomp and Circumstance 
(Say My Name)

Drowning under the wave of careful cobblestones 
(Say My Name!)

Littering the sands of history 

Were the dark-skinned ones, 
still smelling of salt from the ocean. 

When Trauma licked its lips, 
Oppression cackled in the corner, 
And Freedom hung her head with shame.