British Colonial Trade On the Sea

Nails, loose nails! Boards, banging in the wind. Mast sways through storm Brace sails till dawn! Shackles tear at their skin! Sea. Damn Sea water tries to break in. Shackles bent out of shape Bones broke and scarred in its cruel and violent quake. Hatch. Hatch - close and keep them there down. Nails bang in and bang then boards down! Holes fixed where sea caused them to drown. Fresh Cargo, sign here! Yes sir, this time I promise it will be; a more profitable transport of these slaves over the sea.