A poem for when grievance politics meets white supremacy.
That Huge White Wail
They glowered
That wince
They once possessed
Would never be their own
The largesse
Of a great society
Had made them
The hugesse victims e’er
That huge white wail
As mo’ be richered
Without a leg to stand on
That vintage whine of the passed
In compassed by deep seeded enmities
Wreathed by grave in just us
And offence filled whirled
Turning out
Soully to be
A huge white elephant
