Slave Virtues

Slave Virtues short poem

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Captured and chained in their own land
Traded and enslaved by the hand of man

Cargoes of human commodities
Sold and put on ships sailing to worlds unknown

Greeted by greed to their new homeland
Gathered and herded to work the farmland

Stripped of their past
Separated from families by profiteers

Many years were fraught with fear
And filled with blood, sweat, and tears

Beaten backs were bowed, and souls refused to be blinded
Minds withstood attempted brainwashing
Spirits remained yet unbroken

Eyes wide opened; What did they see?
Ears unclosed; What did they hear on bended knee?

They saw repeated pains up close
But they also saw freedom trains rolling in the distance

They heard the voice of God
Proclaiming to all freedom and deliverance.

Poet’s Note:
How enslaved people of any generation or location can not only survive, but also triumph. One of the keys is visualizing a good future for your offspring. I tried to see and hear what a slave sees and hears.

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I am a retired minister and the husband of Barbara for 42 years. We reside in Sacramento ,Ca. We have two sons and a daughter, and we are the proud grandparents of 6 children.
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A very painful predicament of slavery, but I liked the way the poem ended on an optimistic note..Was very moved..


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