Generations- A poem written by Ashley Crocker-Benn

Generations

My ancestors traveled in chains,

Straightway to fields of sugar cane

Programmed to obey ceaseless commands,

They labor on an accursed land.

Broken down and insecure,

Enslaved to masters by fear.

Relatives long forgotten.

To Generations now born,

No longer enslaved, no longer scorned.

Venerate these relatives long forgotten.

At their sacred altars kneel,

While bells of family unity peal.

Mindful of their painful past

Close generational chasm, ever last

Tenacious, triumphal survivors.

Ashley Croker-Benn, Grade 12