Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Ballad Poem

Slavery was a horrible thing
Most slaves were african americans
The whites had no sympathy for slaves

No one could speak against whites
If anyone did speak death for them
So most people lived in fear

Many slaves tried to runaway
Some succeeded some died trying
Some got caught and killed

Cotton picking is what they did
Singing songs for jesus while working
They prayed to be free one day

The white mens heart said live the niggro life
Some died with pride like fredrick douglas
He succeeded in running away and fighting for 
the freedom of others 







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