REDEMPTION

SLAVERY

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They marched heavily in group,
Surrounded by armies in troop.
Chains that linked one to another,
Lashes of Cain that echoes like thunder.
Tattered clothes and shorts,
Dirty bodies with marks and cuts.
Beaten and forced like cattle’s,
Blood stains like they came from battle.

Rough hairs and bare foot,
Remnants of food they loot.
Their expressions turned weaker,
Their voices grew deeper,
“Forward Forward” they sing.
Freedom they hoped their melodies bring.
They look for where to rest,
For they were disturbed by pest.

Their depression grew higher,
Spreading like a wild fire.
Tragedy stood on their faces,
As they travel to places.
Tears rolls and fear grows,
Sickness comes and death flows.
They stare deeply into the cloud,
Searching for what might never come.