Bang, Bang

The future is soluble,
he melts yours with soap bubbles,
a piece of the scattered shell
that broke when they tossed you off the wall,

Away. They put you away
where young men could not touch you, away.
Found truth where there was none.
Understanding was sought and never found,
Lady, sweet Lady, I never knew you.

Setting sail alone, a packet ship,
on the bound from Christchurch
undulating on the Pacific seas to
nearest Honolulu, you met a man,
Danced. Kissed. Married.

But your hips are in me now,
and I’m not allowed to tell
no, white girl not allowed to say,
good is my blood, like your blood.

Bastards locked up my blood,
another native pseudo orphan face,
not worthy of your attention, but white girl?
Gets your good.