Middle Passage Remembrance

Here is an island chain

Each head a stepping stone

Floating in seas of blood

Deep sighs the ocean

Africa to America

With each head counted

Deep throbs the ocean

Mother tongue lost to them

Lost with identity

Flesh without dignity

Roars with the ocean

Cry you across the sea

Cry you across the years

Deep in the hurricane

Toussaint stone dead in France

Hear and remember

Red Rocks

Shimmers of memory

Long before memory

Visions and echoes here

Long, long ago

Someone is singing here

At the edge of my hearing

Shadows are moving

At the edge of my eye

Others have walked this place

Others have wandered here

Left us their dreams

Long, long ago

Time before present time

Place before this place

They left their echoes here

Left us their blessing

Here in the rocks around

Under this sky