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© June 7, 2021, the Griot Poet
James Marion Sims
He had a statue in Central Park,
A double-lark,
As the “park” was once a settlement,
Called Seneca Village,
Founded in 1825,
By African American landowners,
In the 1840s,
The cities elite planned Central Park
In midtown Manhattan,
Not giving a tinkers damn about its inhabitants,
City planning underpaid landowners,
One got only $700 when he should have received $3,500,
Buildings condemned, and then blocks razed,
The model later for the Tulsa massacre,
A statue dedicated to,
James Marion Sims
In 1845,
On stolen property,
An idol to a psychopath
That performed surgery,
On black women,
His first victim’s name was Lucy,
An enslaved African from Alabama,
On her hands and knees
For more than an hour,
As Sims attempted repair
On a hole between her bladder and vagina,
Without anesthesia
Lucy developed blood poisoning
Sims fashioned a catheter from a piece of sponge,
His log referred to the procedure as “dumb,”
Lucy miraculously survived.
Setting the precedent
In the medical profession,
There was something different,
About the pain threshold
Of black women,
And by extension,
The entire culture,
She, and about six other enslaved women,
Endured four years of experimental surgeries,
Until he perfected a procedure to address
Vesico-vaginal fistula
The hole between bladder and vagina,
Uncontrollable urine leakage,
Possible after childbirth,
It just took the inhumane,
Un-Hippocratic,
Savage experiments on fellow humans he treated like lab rats,
James Marion Sims
Is the father of gynecology,
Gynecology: “the branch of physiology and medicine
dealing with the functions and diseases specific to women and girls, especially
those affecting the reproductive system.”
Because of this current emerging enlightenment,
His statue removed,
But the damage is done
To the medical profession,
As the prejudice passed down generations,
To the NFL’s practice of “race-norming,”
In 2021, affecting about 20,000 current and former players,
It’s been in the medical profession,
To reduce to equations what treatments we get for illness,
Changing how treatments administered when we’re in duress,
Changing medical outcomes that aren’t for our interests the
best,
Increasing infant and mother mortality,
Masking it in the magical “morality” that Melanin
preponderance
Makes us:
Pain-enduring,
Unintelligent,
Beast of burden,
But for the NFL, a means of saying,
Black athletes weren’t as intelligent,
So claims of injuries from getting repeatedly hit by Mack
trucks on the field,
Early-stage dementia and Parkinson’s “just a myth,”
To deny billions of dollars needed for traumatic brain injury
treatment,
It only makes illogical sense,
To bean-counter accountants,
Saving money for Jerry Jones and his ilk,
To hide it in tax dodges like boondoggle stadiums built at
taxpayer expense,
While the money he could be paying in the US,
For universal healthcare,
Education,
Paid maternity and paternity leave,
Pothole repairs,
Like the rest of the civilized planet,
He hides his stolen loot in the Cayman Islands,
In offshore accounts,
Always threatening exodus,
If they don’t get what they want.
[Race] is a social construct,
Made up whole cloth by powerful interests,
To justify the continued enslavement of Lucy, her kindred, and
descendants,
The human race of ONE BLOOD exists on this planet,
Shades of Melanin and carotin are irrelevant,
What Jerry and the dwarfs want is for the grift to go on forever, unchallenged.
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