BLAK Lives Matter (Part 4) – Damn, the Bastard Child Shows Up!

This is a raw tribute to lands across the world that have been devastated by colonialism.


The bastard has unexpectedly shown up at his dinner table.

Bags in hand.

He never thought he’d see her again!

What sudden discomfiture, what indigestion she causes.

She pays no mind to the refined company present.

Her striking resemblance to him is terribly unsettling.

He’d found her blak mother, wild yet trusting; luscious and unsophisticated.

Magnificent and imposing, he strutted in and denuded her.

He perforated her soul easily and ravaged her – repeatedly, mercilessly, shamelessly.

You see, he never thought he’d see her again.

He’d paid no mind to her spirited yet ineffectual resistance,

Her agonizing screams,

Or later, her exhausted, limp whimpering.

He kept coming back and even brought others.

Some of them gorge with him at the banquet tonight.


She takes her time.

Looks around and recognizes the ivory, the gold, the diamonds, the mahogany, all ravaged from her land’s bowels, like her mother.

‘God, she’s powerful. Commanding. Beautiful.’ They all think

She need not mention Karen or Kolmanskop.

He sits dumbfounded behind his delectable dinner and baronial company.

What to do with her now?

What will he do with what he did?

It’s time to pay the piper.

“For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind.” Hosea 8:7.

Published by hannahtk

Hannah is a footloose Jesus-girl who enjoys family and friends, writing, painting, calligraphy, speaking and teaching, reading, cooking, gardening...

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