Poetry - A collection of my finest poems

Emancipation Day [Aug.01]

On the coasts of Africa, where men were free and alike

Till that day sea coughed up a terror, a man with skin so white

The took the men, and raped our women

The burned the houses down and enslaved the children

On the ships, they packed them in two by two wooden beds

They looked to sky for answers, but saw only wood above their heads

They fed them like animals, just so they wouldn't die

And not a single man felt pain to see the African cry

Days hot and hard, in this their new home

As the slave master, lived up to his name and worked them to the bone

With the whip upon their back, and the dirt in their face

They cursed their god for putting them in this place

They say the free man is the one who won't give up

And the fighting for their freedom never stopped

Some were killed, some lived and some just passed away

But those who fought that proud hard fight we remember them on Emancipation Day