Slave No More
How would I tell you my despair
Without remembering the fate we share?
My eyes still swell with tears
Every time I think of all these years.
I was not free even in the womb
Sold just before my hair I can comb
To work far away never to return
In the plantation each day I can discern.
I labored until I'm skin and bones
During cold nights you can hear me groan.
It is the only way I can let out the pain
Or else sanity will leave my brain.
I endured it with the hope that one day
My master will free me along the way
But cruel it is I would be sold again
Aboard the slave ship I released my chain.
I'll be free and be gone with the waves;
They can captivate me up until my grave
So I will lie far from the shore
After my death I'm slave no more.
Copyright © Pj Gongora | Year Posted 2020
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