The Underground Railroad 'slavery'
The way is the underground
They say If you runaway we'll you ground
The scary ,weak black kitten
Couldn't step,it is harshly beaten
The days are dark nights
The rays are dark lights
The shining northern star of hope
Is the guide ,a freedom rope
The way is the underground
The kitten's fugitive ghost is around
The kitten lost its whiskers
It is weak her eyes are on the paws
The kitten frost but it whispers
I still have these sharp claws
The shelter was the uncle's cabin, Tom
Whenever there is a lantern,it'd be our home
The way is the underground
Perilous it is,but the black kitten is still resisting around
Copyright © Hafssa Aj | Year Posted 2016
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