Prostitution & rapes are daily life.
Nobody takes a former comfort woman for a wife
Or a woman knocked down by a G.I.’s strike.
It’s amazing what we price and sacrifice.
Like a village full of women & children
Demonized & made into villains
All for the justification of killin’.
It’s the same ole pattern
In Africa & America it also happened.
Imperialism & bein’ colonized
Creation of common lies that declared common lives
To be savaged heathen that deserve to die.
So we hide, running across the DMZ line.
Only to find communism is as bad as bein’ Americanized.
Entering a genocide on both sides.
Of the DMZ even though Russia and America said we’re free
Free from Japanese slavery and oppression
But that’s somethin’ I question.
My people and land are divided and robbed blinded
As the American tanks stand behind it.
Buildin’ nukes or held up in sweatshops
Here I stand as the only thing my Grandmother ever got.
After livin’ thru the Korean tragedy
In her robe, apart of a multiracial family
Continuing her legacy
As what America can’t stand to see.
©Krystal Mattison 2005
This one is also old old old. You can tell by the “buildin’ livin’ etc…” It was actually written in less that five minutes when I was performing another poem and had to write another one to fill time. I couldn’t believe they liked it since I didn’t get a chance to edit it and such. When I told my mentor I was going to he told me stop. There’s a lot of things I understand about Korea now that I want to convey in this so badly, but I made a promise not to revise it.