Virginia D. McNair

Listen people, listen well; While I spin this unjust tale
Of a time of long ago, Of a world we did not know Brought were we across the sea, shackled with chains,
Wondering and feeling, has the whole gone insane! As the ship dropped anchor at the dock; We where unloaded then sold on blocks.
Sold like merchandise, can’t you see. We weren’t even recognized as human beings. Some of us were used to work their fields, others had their babies and cooked their meals.
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Raindrops, Raindrops in the sky
Tell me why the clouds must cry
Tell me how the birds do sing
Tell me of the love God brings Raindrops, Raindrops tell me true
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Early Sunday morning, around six we’d hear her call
My brothers, sister and I would pitter patter down the hall One by one to the bathrooms we would go, we’d wash ourselves
from head to toe.
After we were done, to breakfast we would show. After eating breakfast, back to our rooms to get dress
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