The Lucky Ones Are Not Yet Born - William Saint George

The lucky ones
are still unborn.

Still they live
in Odomankoma's womb
and cast pearls
into the ocean
we call the starry sky.

They look down
into his pot,
and ask the old (wo)man

What is that black smoke
and that flashing flame?
Why do they cry
when they know
you do not hear?

wisest in all the heavens,
tells them:

That is hell,
with her new gods,
preaching fashion and makeup.

Ananse has fooled them,
and taken all knowledge,
so they read a book
and think they are right.
They do not look,
they will not find,
but pray I do not send you there,
you lucky ones!
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