New Slaves (Poem)

Writer: Mahbuba Choudhury Category: Kids Edition: Dhaboman - Winter 2017

The depth of our pain doesn’t have roots in our land

So I choose to blame the oceans and not the man

They do what they want so we only do what we can

We dance our culture and sing our sorrows

They are fans today but thieves tomorrow

Our tied hands did not lend to borrow

I always bathe in old rocks, staring angrily at the waters

The grains of sand are quite like myself and my daughters

Brought to life by this element and brought here to be slaughtered.