Guess who's coming today... Avery... Blargh
This is the poem I had to write for Humanities just decided to put it on here... It's supposed to go to a song. The Clips of the song are here: http://scriptorium.lib.duke.edu/sgo/start.html
This is the poem I had to write for Humanities just decided to put it on here... It's supposed to go to a song. The Clips of the song are here: http://scriptorium.lib.duke.edu/sgo/start.html
Still Going On
When it all began they had a plan
to take us away to a foreign land
and make us work with foot and hand.
We were beaten, never broken.
Fighting, forced to fight,
we fought a war against each other.
Freedom came, promises made.
A mule and 40 acres they say.
No more working for no pay.
No struggling to live each day.
We’ll work for ourselves.
We’ll live life our way.
But we are those who have no voice.
We are those without a choice.
Share croppers and maids are we.
But maybe one day we be free.
© 2005
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thats not very nice.
Posted 1/3/2006 4:01 PM by OOERxiiSxMiiNE
thats not very nice.
Posted 1/3/2006 4:01 PM by OOERxiiSxMiiNE
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