Caribbeans Poems - Poems about Caribbeans

...I saw black ants in a big ship After they were taken from the pits (The pits they dug themselves and received schnapps and mirror) They named the pit dungeon And were sent to a small door all at......

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...*LETTER TO MY FATHER* Dearest Father With heart ripped into rags and shreds I write ? to you tonight Trembling hands and ink made of tears and blood Teary ?? eyes and bloody heels like a def......

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...On a never lonely street was where I grew up There we played from morning till dusk Then we woke up neat and free, but back home laced with dust Slightly dirtier than those lazy ducks Our po......

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...Once upon a time we all used to live together. By we I mean blacks and whites. The people from Ireland 'Irish" lived with black Caribbeans. They were shipped from Ireland as slaves to west indian mas......

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...We used to rent a very old house for our summer vacations, it was built in the early fifteen hundred by criminals who roamed the Atlantic Ocean for gold and diamonds: roof, windows and doors reminded......

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...When there's absolute silence in the creaking hut, something spooky is bound to happen again, and the haunting feeling seems to no avail; any ghost's appearance makes my hair stand up! There he ......

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