The worst sight

The sun set in my eye
Of slave ship set for sail
With all my joy aboard

The window of my soul agape
Awaiting the return
Of my crudely taken love

The tide of tears in desperation
Rise in futile swells
To surge the ship
Back to African shores

My tears they brim and overflow
And heartstrings stretch to breaking
As my treasure farther farther goes
Smaller smaller till my pupil dark
A mirror of my nation ripped apart

NaiNai (c) 2015

Picture by K A Williams ArtByWAK