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The Devil Himself

I feel horrible about being a slave
Day by Day I work
For a man that I hate

I decide to leave on the Underground Railroad
To escape from my master, the Devil himself
Get away and hope to be safe

I hope to leave on a warm summer day
I am waiting for my chance to go
I will escape to the north for my freedom

My journey takes me to places
Places I have never seen before
Unfortunately, I can only see these places after dark

I face the danger of being caught
Being returned to the plantation
Where I will be beaten, by the devil

The dangers have made me feel unsafe
No matter where I go, I am never safe
I still can be caught

I have help along the way
The people who support us
The people who leave signals for us to stay

I have made it to the north, to freedom
I react with a great rejoice
Joy, which I have never had before

Copyright © Joey Peters | Year Posted 2010

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Lewis Peat Date: 4/3/2010 10:32:00 AM yeah sweet stuff sweet stuff Login to Reply

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 1/14/2010 1:28:00 PM Joey, this is a terrific poem that recalls the atrocity of slavery and the good will of people who tried to help slaves escape through the underground railroad. The poem reminds me of a scene in the play "The Night Thoreau Spent in Jail." In this scene, there is a slave trying to make it to Canada. It packs power just like your poem! Love, carolyn Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 1/14/2010 12:32:00 PM This is a good way to remember the underground railroad in this month of January before Martin LUther King day! thanks for sharing. andrea Login to Reply

Sara Kendrick Date: 1/14/2010 11:15:00 AM Times that were really bad for some. You have taken the idea and put together a very good write. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara Login to Reply