Ties that Bind
By: Emma Rainear
Senior, Providence High School
Cries spill out into the night:
the unfortunate Protestant
burned upon a Catholic stake,
a Jewish family torn from their
home by a merciless secret police,
a white man bludgeoned and bruised,
his milky skin a conflict in an African
Footsteps echo down lonely alleyways,
generations of people wiped from the earth
like a single flame snuffed out
by a cruel breeze.
Somewhere in the bowels
of his rotting grave,
Joseph Stalin laughs heartlessly,
his Soviet Union wish fulfilled.
George III traces a forgotten map with
crumbling fingers, remembering feverishly
when the rich land west of the Atlantic
belonged solely to him.
French revolutionaries loyal to their death
rest proudly in their catacombs for the
dispatchment of the royal problem.
Their evils still thrive in our
united world today,
genocides and bloodbaths
that never truly end.
Millions of years humanity lived and
died on this Earth,
as barbaric and unforgiving as
the monsters who thrived before
I must have wealth, I must have
I must be in control, I must always be
Whether it be a caveman who stole
Another’s piece of meat
Or a government taxing its people
For personal gain,
Some will say humanity has learned
from past mistakes.
But a woman still chained by the
shackles of her gender,
a nation oppressed because it is
weaker than most,
the Muslim world bound to pay
for centuries of hate and distrust –
from my point of view,
no learning has taken place.