Un Peuple qui Trafique de ses Enfants

Let's workshop this poem, which concerns the unjustified rage against great figures of European culture in the name of a big-money lie in white supremacy's continued reign

Un Peuple qui Trafique de ses Enfants

Just as cretins now vandalize Voltaire statues
in the sleep-tight name of “A big fuck you
to our thriving white supremacy” (despite, yes, 
his culture-quaking writings on the stupidity
of racism and on the immorality of slavery), 
perhaps future cretins will utterly dismiss 

a cherished black artist-philosopher of today, 
tearing down her statues and banning even
music and books of hers unrelated to meat, 
merely because she ate factory-farmed meat—
or better yet, to make it more closely parallel
our nonsense today (like the blacklist we see

from the British Library), merely because she,
a level-five vegan whose ethical writings 
proved integral to factory farming’s abolition,
had a relative (distant in both blood and spirit)
who happened to inherit stock in a company
that had once engaged in factory farming.

This poem is unpublished (especially because the poetry world is chockful of these sickos)

Photo: history.com/news/10-things-you-should-know-about-voltaire