Poetry About Colonialism

A ruler divides the map from overseas. Old place names disappear beneath new ink. Ships carry wealth away from its source. Schools teach children to mistrust their tongues. Still, memory survives in story, seed, and song. No border can fully erase who knew the land.

The visible thing is only an entrance. Old place names disappear beneath new ink. Behind it waits a more difficult truth. Schools teach children to mistrust their tongues. Silence gives the question room to deepen. No border can fully erase who knew the land.

A ruler divides the map from overseas. Time moves, but the image does not leave. Ships carry wealth away from its source. It returns us to empire, stolen land, renamed places, extraction, imposed rule, cultural survival, resistance, and historical memory. Still, memory survives in story, seed, and song. The day continues with a more attentive heart.