Chaingang Poem by Harcourt Noble

Living life like some peaceful toad
We were sold without being told
We were never informed
So in the new home were deformed

Our happiness we've deprived
Brutal subjugation we've derived
On a chain we've been tied
We were long, we were round

Having seen what has happened
We, betrayed by our own greed
Shall we be Fred?
Even though we plead

We decayed and we turned loamy
Really loamy for the ground
They, taking underground
Always keep us to the ground

Our suffering we behold
Our freedom they withhold
May your grace abound
So our punishment be rebound

They were self-centered
To have wealth, they show greed
To our leaders we plead
Hear our cry and come to our aid

Our body, so embodied
Our soul, so tied
Our hearts all cried
For our body have died.