I can remember Years Ago <br />when i was a teenager, i <br />wish i listen to her, She <br />must have river no her eyes <br /> now.Will i ever set my eyes <br />on her again? now am In chain <br /> inside the ship to unknown <br />destination.Right inside the <br />ship i meet my fellow blacks, <br />we were stripped naked with <br />nowhere to run to and we <br />dare not.on our body we <br />have the map of the world <br />made from the stroke of <br />cane.Some of my brother <br />that could not make it were <br />throw into the ocean for the <br />fishes to feed on.Our prayer <br />was let God sent a moses to <br />deliver us.Here we are in the <br /> strange land as we are been <br /> <br />brought as commodite, we <br /> work day and night without <br />resting, who are we to compalin <br /> some die in the field with tears <br />in our eye we bury our brethen. <br />Africa i miss your sunshine your <br />crops.We are free but can't go <br />back, not knowing the part of <br />Africa am from.But no matter <br />were i am, no matter what they <br />call me because of my skin <br />colour am proud to be a black <br />and i will stay black, Cos black <br />is beatifull.<br /><br />Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slave-trade-3/
