by Derek Walcott.

He wanted the world to see poetry’s importance.

Three months after he entered office

Obama boarded a plane to Ghana

He went to and was photographed at Cape Coast Castle, the former warehouse

Used for slaves

There Obama stood and looked onto the Atlantic.

He acknowledged slavery and the Middle Passage,

That’s the hope I have.

There in the loving defiance of Black slaves

In the unsung

runaways, the escapees, prisoners, martyrs

Those who never made it out

And in my students, the teachers, their voices, their formation,

inspiration

Artists shaping the world from earth and water into clay

CIRCUS ACTS

All rage aside

I gotta hand it to Trump and his admin because they

really have managed to stage the greatest heist

and show on earth

Like the old Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus

used to boast trapeze and live animal acts

before animal rights activists shut them down

I mean, this is like the heists in Oceans 11, 12, and 13

I could never watch because they seemed so contrived

Yes, they have delivered something so spectacular

it’s better than anything Karl Rove could have dreamt of

This even outdoes the architects of apartheid that turned the entire country

of South Africa into a jail for Black people

All I can think of is the movie Gladiator when Joaquin Phoenix plays

a corrupt emperor with no experience who

achieved power illicitly

When asked how he’d rule over the people

he said, “Give them games”

and every day slaves fill an arena to fight.

This is some high-wire sawed-in-half-lady shit

This is like some Hannah Arendt the banality of evil and

the bureaucratization of homicide shit

where the Holocaust was hidden in paperwork, menial tasks

everyone had a hand in

so no one saw the whole picture

I mean this is some sci-fi Octavia Butler and The Hunger Games shit

I mean nodding to Jayne Cortez’s

poem describing the rape of Joanne Little

Asking just what the fuck was she supposed to do

Tongue his encrusted toilet stool lips

Suck the numbers off his tin badge

choke on his clap trap balls

Squeeze the nub of his rotten maggots

Sing god bless America thank you

fucking my life away?

This is some scrambling around

too many balls in air

can’t keep track shit

More buttons pushed than when trapped in

an elevator panic

Some through the roof ratings shit

Record-breaking Roots shit

For pleasure, I watch the sci-fi spoof Agents of Shield

on Netflix

An agency of superheroes seeking justice

One of the characters said like the real-life Mark Zuckerberg

We no longer have to surveil people because

they offer up their information for free.

When alone, just to myself I secretly call Facebook/Racebook

Can’t say it out loud to anyone because you know …

people steal.

One of my friends, an older white woman who took the hit

for Abbie Hoffman

She went to prison.

She said, “Everything there is racialized,

they play movies constantly that will divide and create groups.”

That’s what happens on Facebook.

We are constantly fed race stories

whipped up into frenzies

It like a civil war every day.

This is some deep shit shit.

Talking to one of my students and

they said, “Oh Trump’s so stupid,”

I started to yell, “That’s what they want us to believe.”

“He’s playing the character in a soap opera

And we experience him as a character we know.”

Years ago, I was asked to join panel for an academic discussion

on Beyoncé

I asked that we not consider her as a personality but as a business

Like a marketing machine

Every time a Hollywood celebrity wants to sell something

these days they say something shocking with regard to race and gender.

Singer John Mayer referred to his dick publicly as a white supremacist.

The Seinfeld guy was filmed in a club, responding to a Black heckler

and said something like, “You’re lucky you’re not hanging from a tree

with a fork up your ass.”

The Seinfeld box set was released the next day and sold millions of copies.

The day before Madonna’s album dropped she took to Twitter

referred to her Black son as, “My Nigga.”

It’s all a strategy like when Jay and Bey sampled the lines

preceding an infamous beating of Tina Turner by Ike on their album,

It said, “Eat the cake Anna Mae,”

referring to when Ike brutally shoved food into Tina’s mouth.

From the beginning, you could tell Trump was running on

a racist platform during the debates, everyone in his family

except Melania

died their hair platinum blonde and he made Hitleresque signals

to depict the Aryan race.

On the panel where I posited Bey and our reaction to her

as a business and result of clever marketing

there was great uproar and pushback by Black women

soon to graduate.

I don’t care if you like me, I said,

but there has to be

analysis.

BLACK PANTHER

I watched Black Panther

and all I could think of was oh no

Giving permission

for a new crop of Black Americans

to visit Ghana and West Africa

Saying things like I’m home

and giving the Wakanda salute

Since Africa was presented as so easy

Bite-sized McNugget friendly

Lion King chunks

Some Africans would welcome them

but others would laugh

Big lumbering dumb Americans

Like those speaking English loud in foreign places

Swimming naked in religious communities

because the world is their oyster

I was embarrassed by it

Humbly asking someone to pardon our naïveté or privilege

It’s not our fault we were brainwashed and estranged

I felt protective, too

remembering my trip to Ghana

The castle

Sitting at the edge of the ocean

Bathing

Where the ships were loaded

Walking through those dungeons

of unspeakable horror

Slaves standing knee deep

In feces and urine

Fishing food from waste

I wanted to protect what I saw there

Not wanting loud Black American tourists

with their soles walking all over the ground

At the slavery museum in Portugal

the guard explained to me

Most people don’t even know what this is

Even after we explain, he said

Black Americans are the worst

Come straight from the ocean

won’t wipe their dirty feet

ask where the whips and chains are

because they only want gore

I want to say there are some things the movie did well

I held back tears when I saw the cloth

The kente brought back memories

of my ancestral journey

The longing for home

When the young man travels through a portal

to the ancestral realm

There was beauty

I also knew well the storyline

The lost orphaned African American returning to Africa

It was my MFA thesis work

inspired by my trip to Ghana

And actually the scholarship didn’t belong solely

to Ta-Nehisi Coates

It was Sadiya Hartman who wrote the book, Lose Your Mother

I was shocked that a superhero film

would attempt the depth of subject

But it quickly turned into using

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