Short Slave Ship Poems

it was under stood
made on wood
big in side
and very wide
it whip and it dip
in my mind it don't fade
always on the tip of
my lips
THE SLAVE SHIP...

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its in the book
get hook
read some time
in lighting your mind
how it was unkind
but leave hate behind
this is our time
to stop the whips
from the
SLAVE SHIP...

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from here or there
theyer everywhere
where the slave ship stop
theyer were drop
we're part of the same lot
that will rot
if we don't come face to face
as 
THE BLACK RACE...

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this goes way back
its fact
the slave ship
that dip
come over as a friend
and someof us got in
they pretend to care
theyer wasn't aware
that ground they has to kiss
WE 
DIDN'T AS FOR THIS...

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looking back
on the fact
so many were wack
and hurt
they couldn't do the work
we should all recall
and be alert about these jerk
who dip and whip
the humans this is no a dream
on
THE SLAVE SHIP...

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it was dock
around the clock
i see some coming out
with that slave r rout
it is a new day
we should have some say
there's still that whip
mind bad minds that dip
its like the
RETURN OF THE SLAVE SHIP...

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as  i look back
they were black
stack in sack
with no hope
put on a boat
to a anuther state
could not debate
they had to take
a dip and no wine sip
it was give lip
you got whip
that was the
SLAVE SHIP...

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the slave ship
came in with whips
in every place
my face
was here on usa ground
come from a small southern town
where they did won't us around
so we fought back
thats a fact
it was tough
GROWING UP BLACK...

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they played that way
working  everyday
the music had a lot to say
they wasn't star
could play blues guitar
this was where slave ship
dip beat and pop there whips
made drops and stop
here and around far
 MAN AND BLUES GUITAR...

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put this on your lips
there were slave ship
here there
as ship dip
drop blacks in many towns
and country around
this been a tough moving up ground
we has a amie to make world change
going back we only or self to blame
LOOK WHERE
BLACKS HAS CAME...

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it  was long
but strong
to carry on
some againt there will
some was kill
some let in the mill
some pull by wheels
to a ride of it sides
 going world wide
 to make stop and drops
tho it was made of wood
it was well under  stood
the way it dip
it  was a
SLAVE SHIP...

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We are chained together
Beneath the belly of 
This cold dark slave ship
Drowning in this sea of humanity
Hundreds of captured slaves
Peeking through the wooden cracks
Praying for the slanted light
To touch and free their souls
This human cargo 
Bound for the new world...

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its been long road
reaching there gold
from the slave ship
been beat   with whip
this has been long trip
for some many africa american  black
some hang and wack
been shot at
in my mind i still can seedom
running for ther lives
this is some history
of
BLACKS HIWAY TO FREEDOM...

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these story don't fade
theyer slaves

came in on the slave ship
that dip 
was tod give no lip
its roots
that still toot
set free
to be and see
without a money key
force to do wrong
to belong
set a talk or walk
with them awhile
you will  know
the
HISTORY OF A BLACK CHILD...

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On a slave ship Phillis came
adpoting her owner's name,
learning English & latin brought her fame-
Serfdom did not become her curse
Dedicating words to President George in verse.

Tribute to Philli Whealtley(1753-84) considered to be the first successful black poet writing in 
English.Her anthology 'Poems on Various subjects' published London 1773...

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they force to come
slave ship and some
it was not fun
was a long  run
chain and hang
trying to get way
to have whats today some say
the story must be told
how thoses who  was so bold
no doudt shots ran out
dog run from bad sonforguns
whites and blacks thats a fact
on
hiway ways  walk and talking in the rain
BLACK AMERCAIN
FREEDOM
HIWAY  PAIN

t...

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her name is Phyllis now
she was captured as a child
rounded up like cattle

arrived on a slave ship
was sold to a rich family
they taught her to read

and to write
she took their religion
and their language

she learned to speak of her soul
And she threw in Jesus
her savior 

Phyllis Wheatley
First published African Poet in Western Literature
She came on a slave ship...

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My heart raged like a black sea over shore;
 then anchored he in the depths of an unsure land,
a bleak morrow trickling from the neck of an hour-glass
unto the bottom of a slave - ship. 

I breathe in the stench of whipped pride,
at sun set beyond the Atlantic, 
as breeze of pines and autumn birches
 flog nostril hairs; and stiffened gazes,
trod the white screens day and night...

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