I have never been before the judge. I’ve never been
heard by a jury. I have no lawyer. I am in prison for life.
What is my crime?
I find my mama there, my papa there, my everybody.
My grandfather was there; my grandmother was; my grand grandma, my grand
grandpa……
They picked me up from the fields far away, living
my simple little life. I did not bother them. I was no threat. They came with a
bible and a sword. They plotted with rogue leaders, thieves, and loup-garous. They
are vipers, and hyenas, and Satan the devil himself. And they threw me down
under the hulls, down deep in ocean blue. They wasted me. Young men, young
women, mothers and fathers, all those that are more healthy, they take me away.
I’m sweat; I’m sick; I’m like animals in chain. I am
dirty; I am filthy; I am dying. Down, deep dark ocean, my brothers, my sisters,
the sharks feast on me.
In the New World, I am strong, I’m alive. They buy
me; they sell me; they worked me on plantations. One, two, three hundred years,
they buy me; they sell me; they worked me; they rape me; they kill me; my
children, my parents, all my relatives.
They let me go free with nothing; they keep me a
slave.
By E.C. GRANMOUN
Books by the author:
Where Is Baby X?: The Little Girl Triology, Book One
The Social Worker
Books by the author:
Where Is Baby X?: The Little Girl Triology, Book One
The Social Worker
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