Three days filled with sorrow and heavy lost. Innocent men taken from their homes, families. Some never seen again until their casket. Lee didn't see what seceding had done. Children Would never seeing their fathers again.
Bodies scattered all over the battlefield like crumbs on a table. Townspeople trapped in their Homes, afraid of being struck by Henry's rifle. Innocent women and children scared in their own homes. Fathers, sons, nephews, cousins killed for their the rights of others.
Tears of widowed wives and fatherless children stained letters and cheeks. They had promised to return, they thought. Young ones were confused, where is father? Little did they know, he was a war veteran.
Back on the battlegrounds, the sounds of gunshots and victory filled the air. Teeth darkened by the pellets that killed the enemies. The battle would soon be won. Townsfolk still wondering why they were fighting here.
Taken from our beautiful homes. Where we were not under the Command of anyone. The sun Shined bright every morning, the Animals roamed freely. Where The children learned, laughed, And played. Then one day, all of That was gone in the blink of an Eye.
From our homes, to infested Waters, to an auction block in an Unfamiliar land. Many emotions Filled the air of the market places. Fear, embarrassment, sadness, Anger. If we had only knew that The journey had just begun. Our Exotic culture, covered up and Lost in Translation.
Shackles and whips were our punishment for being us. Many went with "Moses" but, I did not dare. There were some that followed the gourde. Our liberation would come soon. No one knows when though.
Many had given up on Being free. I held onto faith And wasn't letting go. Elders and the youth were overlooked and women were abused. All of this, for free work? Had they forgotten we were humans too?