Henry Washington
Black loyalist
One time slave of George Washington
Fighting with the British against rotten Yankees
3000 blacks went with us and came with us
In the States now
Black folks but seeming there now just left to rot
But cherished now our black loyalists in England
Part of us
Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
Beyond the clashing rocks
I saw a dead man win a fight
And I think that man was I
Copyright © Nigel Fox | Year Posted 2015
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