Katerina Katsiri

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An Ocean for Distance


The Sea by Scotland

a river of tears

The blood of my people

slaps at the piers

 

Yeah we were shifted

to this other dirt

A new form about us

brought better comfort

 

An ocean for distance,

I bade a farewell

The sea was my savior

from Britain’s cruel spell

 

The Sea by Scotland

and I am still here

I am the same one

who cared over there

 

Slavery, ugly,

extortion illegal

Has Britain become

a common brothel?

 

At market I glanced

into their coffers

Curious now what

they have to offer:

 

Rather meager,

food baskets from

Harrods and

rock star Mick Jagger.


        Catherine Zoltan