Get Out From Under

Deep in the triggered hold of the slave ship
congested and detested depraved trip
through time the chains are rusting from tears’ salt
obsessed with blame, relentless finding fault

my heart rings in new patterns love creates
as I sort through what matters in the spate
of fear that clashes with my innate cheer.
Melody is clear. What’s happening here

as the old breaks down in the chopping sea
we’re tossed and turned in the waves that release
the generational captivity
celebrate learning to be truly free

Inspired by: chop, cheer, clashes, patterns and written in the SOCS style for ring.