Weigh Me Down- Based On The African Slave Trade Poem by Jackie Symonds
Weigh Me Down- Based On The African Slave Trade
The sun is leaving.
I am all alone.
Its rays are barely reaching me,
and I am losing hope.
This pain just keeps pulling me down
Into a deep abyss of death,
I try to take a breath
but the weigh is still on my chest.
I wish this wouldn't hurt bad,
then I might not be so sad.
Then I could be home,
Where I belong.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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