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The Slave Trade Words

Poetry By: Quiver13
Historical fiction



A poem written about the hardships people had endured during the slave trade.


Submitted:Dec 26, 2012    Reads: 64    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


The Slave Trade Words

All beaten and chained up

I sit here alone

With no clue where my family are

I want to go back home,

I cried for my mother

But for that I was beaten

I'm starving and thirsty

I've barely eaten.

It's dark and damp and cold

While I'm sitting in the mold

I hear the people cough

And splutter,

It smells of a gutter,

I hear the captain shouting orders

To the people on the ship

My lips have dried

I cannot speak.





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