Slavery Poems | Examples of Slavery Poetry

My wife and I have scrubbed and searched every crumb of leaven unearthed No one will come and check our work We’re on...Read the rest...

Trailing clouds of glory do we come Until by the end we are left dull and glum. How it all came to this We are responsible For being so remiss The magic of our early moments ...Read the rest...

Wearing bonds invisible Yet indestructible. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Traffick, pimp, and whore, And some are just next door. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Some talk of peculiar institutions, Others speak of restitutions. Find them. Free them. Bring them home. Slavery is alive and well...Read the rest...

I have been encaged all my life for mans pleasure and fun, my precious life had sadly ended before it even begun. In human terms I have been enslaved so man could hear my song....Read the rest...

In halls of our reluctant destiny. We fight through hell to be free. Imbued with the Iron will of steel. Realty of horrors becomes real. Broken into many anguish shards. As bloody darkness tries to tear us apart. Slowly hells...Read the rest...

The wise, in silence, they spend their days, Until mistaken, and so they change their ways. So chirp you, little birds, let the trees be shaken, For every silent cry has always been forsaken. The brave, in the dark...Read the rest...

What beautiful eyes, Like jewels dropped from the sky. Gentle sapphires asking me why, Locked forever in dark skys....Read the rest...

Do you want to go to Heaven Do I have to Work No Yes I want to go to Heaven Thank you, LORD...Read the rest...

ye are better than them finances of the world resources basket for continents out of jealousy and envy we have been raided our men are slain our women, raped! our babies are spill to rocks oh! white raiders, lead generations into slavery...Read the rest...

music goes down to that sweet place where virtue rains in flames a noble life ... still slaves, do what thou wilt dancing, still in chains music goes down to that sweet place where virtue rains in flames Candide Diderot. ‘24 vultures. kanye....Read the rest...

In a hexed mirror's gaze, fate twists and turns, A tangled dance of it's designs, Each step a labyrinth, and each path it spurns, As victims caught within its veiled confines. Reflections fractured, and Moira's refrain, Echoes of choices made...Read the rest...

Written By: D. Collins 2/26/24 When I hear "a country of immigrants" I wince in pain. Because one ethnic group traveled here in chains. They didn't walk across the border seeking a better life. They were snatched from...Read the rest...

Coursing through our veins is the blood of survivors. We have endured. We are here because they endured. We are here because they were brave, strong, resilient, and faithful. So much pain, loss, and hardship came before us. Each Black...Read the rest...

In Africa's heart, a painful past. A story told a tale so quality of slavery's chains of lives laid waste of people torn from their native place. Their ancestors' cries and still echoing loud as families were...Read the rest...

Wrongthink is any think You might do on your own, You know, in the vastness Of your inner space As cloud trains drift by Morphing into shapes As fanciful as you allow. Rightthink in contrast Is mind control from without With nothing fanciful or...Read the rest...