Indigo by Eric Persaud

Packed us up
shipped us off
across seas
Indian to Caribbean
lowest caste
captive labor
 
Chains torn
indigo to gold
settled again
away
up North
among new faces
for raw hopes
 
Where we are told
Go back home!
And we would
if only we knew
what was home

About the Poet:

Eric Persaud is an Indo-Guyanese American living in New York City. He is currently working on his doctoral dissertation in Public Health and writing stuff in his free time.