inside
the
belly of
slave
ships
where
their bodies
seek grace
and
compassion
their voices
scream out
in pain
no longer human
but cargo
bound for
the
new world
lost souls
fill the
ocean floor
Black People
crowded
pawns and chess
pieces
fill
the
greedy
slave merchant's
pocket
with gold
but
from
shore to shore
its
all about
power
profit and control
tobacco ***
sugar cane
and
the
cotton king
make slaves of
us all