Oceans Of Whiteness Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

Whiteness is the strongest
tides I'm swimming against,
so I peddling with all my mighty
only to drown, swallowing salty
sea waters, so I began speaking
through my nose, my native
tongue bent and twisted, I learnt to
mispronounce my name, my
clan name, myself.
You know when your soul dies
something empty is
born. Born-free I could be
anything I want, they taught
us, so I became the captain of my
relation Ships, sailing the white
oceans of 'you not like them' and
'You sure speak well'.
I had to be color blind to see
the rainbow above, the
infectious Madiba's magic so
I linger in trance as a hippies
on LSD, isn't this the promise
land we were promised.
I held Carl's hand and it felt
real, this is definitely the world
Martin Luther king Jr imagined
Black boys holding hands with White
girls, this is sure the mountain
top, university of cape town.

|Suss KaMzibeni|