by Ojore McKinnon, Richard J Donovan Correctional Facility I remember the slave shipsThey sailed the Trans-AtlanticNow they sell penal institutions, to be filled withdescendants of those who survived the tripI remember on the slave shipWe were packed in the hull, in our own filth and stenchNow we’re packed and wareoused in cells, in inhumaneconditions, smellin’ another … [Read more...] about Poem: NOW WE CONFORM
