On the coasts of Africa, where men were free and alike
Till that day sea coughed up a terror, a man with skin so white
The took the men, and raped our women
The burned the houses down and enslaved the children
On the ships, they packed them in two by two wooden beds
They looked to sky for answers, but saw only wood above their heads
They fed them like animals, just so they wouldn't die
And not a single man felt pain to see the African cry
Days hot and hard, in this their new home
As the slave master, lived up to his name and worked them to the bone
With the whip upon their back, and the dirt in their face
They cursed their god for putting them in this place
They say the free man is the one who won't give up
And the fighting for their freedom never stopped
Some were killed, some lived and some just passed away
But those who fought that proud hard fight we remember them on Emancipation Day
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Poetry - A collection of my finest poems
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