Ferguson by Susandale

Weave for me a basket of brotherhood.

For the frame chose a hardy bark of inclusiveness
And within the waters of redemption
Soak long the grasses and stalks
Strip racism from their barks
To make pliable their fibers of intolerance.

From the promises of our fathers
Weave for me a basket of brotherhood.
From the bounty of the human spirit

Web and waft a lattice-work of compassion
With generosity, understanding

Border this basket of your endurance and my hopes
With a rim of unity.

Attach a strong handle to carry
Through the long odyssey
Of the trials and tears of your tomorrows
Winding back into today

And now to fill the basket with generous portions of wisdom
And the joys that come with peace
Add memories recalled
Because we don’t want to,
we can’t again repeat
segregation, inner city poverty of spirit,
cutting to the core words
gunshots ringing out into the night

And carry this basket I will, we shall
Through the silent prayers
Of mankind’s struggles
Through demonstrations and marches,
And through our barren wastelands
Where naught but hate and greed
Flourish on blood-stained streets.

Weave for me a basket of brotherhood
And I, we shall carry it through our days
And across the places in our lives


Susandale’s poems and fiction are on WestWard Quarterly, Mad Swirl, Penman Review, The Voices Project, and Jerry Jazz Musician. In 2007, she won the grand prize for poetry from Oneswan. She has two published chapbooks on the internet: Spaces Among Spaces by languageandculture.org, and one online now, Bending the Spaces of Time by Barometric Pressure.