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The middle Passage
Contributed by
Jessi95
on
Monday, 3rd May 2010 @ 09:14:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I can’t tell you how sad
Your art makes me feel
The people in Africa
Had no idea how to deal
They were brought here
On sips of enormous sizes
They sat on shelves
Too small for a child
They had no bathrooms
They had to pee where they sat
They were tortured and beaten
But left no scars to tell that
Then they got sold
To the highest bidder
They would work all day
And sleep on litter
They worked on fields
And fields of hay
They had no choice
And they had no pay
So I’m glad it’s all over
I’m glad it had an end
There are no more tears
The heart had to mend
Copyright ©
Jessi95
... [
2010-05-03 21:14:36] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The middle Passage
(User Rating: 1 ) by ammar on
Tuesday, 4th May 2010 @ 08:01:51 AM AEST (User
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I like the way your poem rhymes.
Yeah, glad it is all over now, but unfortunately, another people are being tortured now at the very same hands.
Peace
Ammar |
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