Why, Why are you
crying. Why now, we have cried and screamed
in pain for more
than 400 years. Now you say sorry, why now.
You say you understand
but how for then we
was an item with no
meaning, but but now you
see the human in us.
Like the whip that
creaked are skin,
but you left us out to bleed.
Now you want
to make a
change, why now?
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