Slave poem

December 22, 2010
By Anonymous

Shall we ever see the dawn
From the darkened bend
Are we livestock, or are we men
Shall we ever see the end

They are paid and we are sold
All to fuel their growing gold
Who among us has done the sin
And given pain which has no end

As our population grows
How so does not our worth
So good Lord we plead with thee
Show them not our inferiority

As we sing your songs of praise
Protect us till the end of our days

The author's comments:
we had to write something about slave in S.S. and this is what i wrot

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