Slave

I could hear the footsteps hiding deep within the bush We'd stop the children's breathing to keep whites from finding us…. we all were mighty fearless warriors painted shields and blessed by fire but the metal spears they carried could set our very souls on fire…. The last thing I woke to remember was the taste of salt and sand as I fell towards the water western shoes crushing my hands…. chained us in a wooden beast like cattle led to slaughter fed us the left over feasts and rarely gave us any water…. The dead that were thrown overboard slackened chains that made us worth twice the value that was meant as the ship rocked back and forth…. Though we all spoke different tongues We could make out every cry My enemies that were before Were forced to become my ally… Kings and queens in iron bands Comforting our weak and brave No matter what we may become I will never die a slave…