Parody Tucker

(1800-1900 / USA)

The Slave's Lamentation - Poem by Parody Tucker

Where are the friends that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago — long ago!
Where are the hopes that my heart used to cheer?
Long, long ago — long ago!
I am degraded, for man was my foe,
Friends that I loved in the grave are laid low,
All hope of freedom hath fled from me now,
Long, long ago – long, long ago!
Sadly my wife bowed her beautiful head –
Long, long ago – long ago!
She was my angel, my love and pride –
Vainly to save her from torture I tried,
Poor broken heart! She rejoiced as she died,
Long, long ago – long, long ago!
Let me look buck on the days of my youth —
Long, long ago — long ago!
Master withheld from m knowledge and
Long, long ago — long ago!
Crushed all the hopes of my earliest day,
Sent me from father and mother away —
Forbade me to read, nor allowed me to pray—
Long, long ago — long, long ago!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 15, 2010



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