Slavery

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    • jessicalynn2k3
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    Slavery

    As I grieve and weep and suffer
    The white's are making some sort of offer
    From being beaten, sold, sick and separated
    The white's just leave us there instead of being cremated
    Very little books, clothes and freedom
    They're stupid,mean, that's how we see them
    From the heat, pain, stench and struggle
    All the time we fall and stumble
    Can't do things right so we get slapped
    From hands, to clubs, to baseball bats
    One day they'll pay and we'll be free
    They'll be the ones who suffer and grieve

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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