The mouth of empire
eats onward through the apple of all.
Armies of brown men
are roasted into coffee beans,
are melted into chocolate,
are pounded into copper.
Their blood is refined into oil,
black river oozing rainbows
Reading this poem, I immediately thought of Black Lives Matter, and here offer it as a relevant contribution to the ongoing action and conversation that flows from and through this social upsurge. This is an extract from this poem.
“The Consumer” appears in Ms. Piercy’s book, Living In The Open.