Foreign Shores Poem by Francie Lynch
Foreign Shores
Our yesterdays are foreign shores,
With unusual customs.
Among us are worm-holers,
Time-travellers using foreign words
Like Whitey, Nigger, Pussy, Indian.
Archaic phrases beginning with
A woman's place...
A child should...
Are you a man or...
Our boundaries have shifted.
Isolationism, provincialism, racism,
And all other derogatory isms
Have been placed in a time capsule,
Not to be opened by this civilization,
This new country for ex-pats.
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4/18/2024 9:21:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
, Indian I thought twas western pack it in capsules send to the oceans nice sir poetry do read mine now MOMS SMILES in past u shall drown and you on PH will be found