Treasure Island

Nena Shawl

(6/4/1998 / Akron, Ohio)

Harriet Tubman


Crack goes his whip
Striking fear into their hearts
Slapping them from head to hip
Day in and day out

This had to end!
She snuck them out.
She did her best to protect and defend
Giving them a chance to be free

For her heroic deed
She was called Moses
Many souls were freed
From the man with his whip.

Submitted: Sunday, April 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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