Poems

Abstract

Black Heart

My heart is black as Cherbourg although my skin is fair, my Goorie blood predominant though European shared.

My heart is black as Cherbourg where both my parents raised, State wards for their protection, deculturised, enslaved.

Grandmothers were traditional, born of sacred land; Dalungbara, Jugera the heritage I claim.

Grandfathers anonymous, one English one a Dane, black women, sex, come children, disowned to disguise shame.

My heart is black as Cherbourg, until the day I die, where my ashes will be scattered this place my mother lies.