Free Slaves

Jim was a young black lad, In the era of slavery in the States. And there was nothing he had, Except a merciless owner filled with hates. He worked hard on the plantation all day, Only to face discrimination & pain. He pined for days when he would live his way, And would be free and sans chain. One day, while dusting master’s house with his frail hands, Jim broke a priced souvenir which earned him whips, And also harsh words which were tough to withstand. Later, with teary eyes he asked God why was he cursed with curly hair & big lips? The following morn, when master’s baby was fast asleep; The homestead was being consumed by the flames of a fuming fire. The child woke up mewling loudly with constant weep, While distressed master watched helplessly as the flames went up higher. Now who could save his little son? From the blazes & sparks burning the house? And right when everyone thought that the kid could be saved by no one. The hero inside Jim did arouse. With guts & courage, he jumped into the fire, took a dive, Trying to save the boy with all his might & lots of pluck. And after a few minutes of struggle, master’s boy came out alive. But sadly Jim got burnt; nothing could save him, neither prayer nor luck. Amidst the relief and happiness that his child got saved, Something touched the master’s stone heart & he broke into tears, For he couldn’t even thank that young slave. It was something which would haunt him for years. The boy’s demise had made him repent his evil deeds & malicious sins. He went into a state of depression & began questioning his own soul. Repented he deeply on his acts of malice on people with black skin, Realizing that he only had a white hide but a heart as black as coal. so the next day, all his slaves roamed unchained & free from slavery; As master freed them all with a sense of redemption. And the slaves who were leaving, saluted the late Jim for his bravery, A boy whose actions had shown that even hatred can be turned into love & affection.