Stained with Blood

we were driven from our stone-walled and thatched-roof hovels

by the redcoats, not only by bayonet, but mostly hunger

we were driven halfway across the world

by way of decaying wooden vessels

we were killed, half of us, before we arrived

by disease and even more hunger

we became settlers, cruelly mimicking tactics conceived

by our oppressors in the homeland, the punctured emerald isle

we pushed farther west in this new red land, to escape prejudice

by earlier conquerors in the cramped east coast cities

we encountered vast prairies stained with blood

by the sweat of our fathers and tears of our mothers

we nurtured the hard ashened earth

About Sean William Lynch
Sean Lynch is a writer and editor who lives in South Philly. Lynch's first book of poems, the city of your mind, was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. His second chapbook, Broad Street Line, focusing on politics and public transportation, was published by Moonstone Press in 2016. 100 Haiku is his latest release, also published by Moonstone Press in 2018. Lynch's writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including (parenthetical), Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

4 Responses to Stained with Blood

  1. Evoked images of slavery, or highlanders being driven from their homes.

  2. pembroke5 says:

    Glad to see the new poem!

    Alexander Marshall

  3. Phil perplexing says:

    Powerful prose.

  4. Anonymous says:

    Power prose.

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