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Like a herd of cattle, placed on a ship. Upon my back, I felt their whip! Ripping into my flesh, excruciating pain. Forced across the big water on a trip. Living in darkness with little to eat. The feel of chains around my feet. Amidst tortured cries, the ship did shake. Waves pounded the hull with relentless beat. Only once a day, would we see the sky. Huge sails, caused the ship to fly. Further and further away from my home. Feeling confused not understanding why! A white devil, steered the wooden ship. All his mates evil with scabbed putrid lips. Yet we, depended on them for our lives. Without them, into the ocean we'd slip. The journey long, felt like an eternity! I longed to be anywhere but on the sea. My mind occupied with thoughts of my home. yet, I could not escape this horrible enemy! Sick and dying were forced to walk the plank. Then into the cold water they quickly sank. The sailors laughed, as the last man was tossed! Their spirits boistered with the rum they drank. Many days later we finally made land. A place of stone and wood, I could see no sand. Crack of the whip, we rose to our feet. "Off of my ship!"was the devil's final command! For Verlena's "Writing in a black Perspective" Contest Story continued for my own pleasure, not part of the entry. Slave Part Two Brought in chains, to a raised wooden stage. Bids tallied carefully, sales written on a page. That was when I witnessed, a most perfect girl. Bought by a fat man, she was placed in a cage! I was up next, I stood still as he bid on me. "One dollar, gimme two, two dollars, sold for three!" Then I was taken and locked up in the cage with her. Together we both dreamt, of one day being free. Brought to the plantation, in late September. I worked in cotton fields, until November. Then I would be purposed, to cutting fire wood. For cold and snow came, by early December. In the evening, we were left to be with our kind. While in the big house, our master dined. Later at dusk, my angel girl would come. Her beauty so amazing, she made me blind! The taste of her body, my rememberance of home. We gave each other pleasure, when we were alone. Even though the master, wanted her for only him. I felt like a free man, when I would hear her moan! Her pregnant, I wondered if the child was mine? If I was the father, I would be bound in twine. Still inside I prayed, that the child belonged to me. In the end, that would be certainly be fine. Nine months later, almost to the day. The love of my life was taken away. In death our child born, middle of September. The master's anger, I could not sway. I was awoken, ripped out of my bed! He took out a musket loaded with lead. Finally free, in spirit we both travel. There are certainly worse things, than being dead!
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