Brian Pierre-Alexander Poet Narrative

Blood On the Leaves

We saw blood on the leaves
Yeah! Blood filling the roots
Our ancestors hanging from trees
Their blood flowing out to the slave seas

Chained crews taken
To the cane fields
Haiti toppled from the outside, see reels
Shaken down to it’s knees

What they set out to achieve 
Ain't no lie, ain't no dream
The enslaved Screamed
Our Blood on the leaves

Copyright March 4, 2023 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
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Beata Agustin April 15, 2025 at 11:38 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.