excerpts from Fuel. ani d

[maevele]

They were digging a new foundation in Manhattan,
and they discovered a slave cemetary there.
May their souls rest easy now lynching is frowned upon
and we've moved on to the electric chair.
......
Am I headed for the same brick wall
Is there anything I can do about
Anything at all?
Except go back to that corner in Manhattan
And dig deeper, dig deeper this time
Down beneath the impossible pain of our history
Beneath unknown bones
Beneath the bedrock of the mystery
Beneath the sewage systems and the PATH train
Beneath the cobblestones and the water mains
Beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
Beneath the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels
Beneath everything I can think of to think about
Beneath it all, beneath all get out
Beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel
There's a fire just waiting for fuel

http://motherjones.com/mojo/2010/08/ground-zero-was-built-graves-slaves

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