Point Of No Return II
Pursued, captured and kidnapped
Merhants negotiated the price
Agreement reached for a dime
Were sold as articles of trade
In exchange for mirrors, salt, dane guns.
For mere material things
My ancestors were chained
By their brothers and sold
To the white merchants
Who perforated and key their mouths
So as not to eat their sugarcanes.
Their legs were chained
Like goats to be slaughtered
To forbid them from escaping.
The bold ones were flogged,
Lacerated, imprisoned and famished
Until there was no spirit in them
The beautiful ladies were raped
Resulting into delivery of mulattoes
Some cried for freedom
But their cries were unheard
Some sobed in mute
With rivers of tears of sorrows
No one was there to comfort them
Without dignity they were whisked away
Vide the virulent currents of the Atlantic
Never to be seen in ancestral land any more
This is our history, the story of man's misdeeds
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