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The Runaway Slave At Pilgrim's Point

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I.
I stand on the mark beside the shore
Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee,
Where exile turned to ancestor,
And God was thanked for liberty.
I have run through the night, my skin is as dark,
I bend my knee down on this mark . . .
I look on the sky and the sea.

II.

O pilgrim-souls, I speak to you!
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Avvorio 29 November 2019

I cannot say. It is heartrending.

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sylvia clare 26 October 2019

astonishing poem and story- much underrated poet nowadays - poetry can do much to tell stories of horrors in this world too- to bring them to attention

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