And I received
notes as well
detailing how we
would escape this hell
It seems we had
a friend among our foes
a brother who had been
passing, or so the tale goes.
He also was on kitchen detail.
And had access to a drug for AIDS.
An experimental drug, with
more promise than any in decades.
But they weren't sure of the dosage
or side effects, and that's where us blacks
came in. Virtual lab rats we were
for a medical team of quacks.
As soon as our fair skinned brother
succeeded in giving double doses to
our captors, we were given the signal
to attack. Knowing what we had to do,
we used every ounce of strength left
to defeat the enemy. I was taught to abhor
this type of violence. But they were
determined to kill us, so that meant war.
The taste of blood was sweet, although
I had never killed anyone before.
There were thousands of other captives,
being held, no rest for the weary was in store.
We rounded up all weapons and ammunition
and began our plan to save some more
of our Nubian people. We had to save our
brothers and sisters. Let the battle cry roar!!!!
Enough! Enough!
I tossed and turned.
I know what this all means
Believe me, I've learned.
That together we are a force
and apart we are meek.
Black unity is the united state
all brothers and sisters should seek.
I will try to make a difference in my life.
Please, I haven't slept sound in over a week.
And a voice from somewhere beyond whispered....
All right my child, you may rest. I honestly do
believe you've been taught a valuable lesson. So, who's
next to enter The Slave Narratives? Could it be you?
The End?
notes as well
detailing how we
would escape this hell
It seems we had
a friend among our foes
a brother who had been
passing, or so the tale goes.
He also was on kitchen detail.
And had access to a drug for AIDS.
An experimental drug, with
more promise than any in decades.
But they weren't sure of the dosage
or side effects, and that's where us blacks
came in. Virtual lab rats we were
for a medical team of quacks.
As soon as our fair skinned brother
succeeded in giving double doses to
our captors, we were given the signal
to attack. Knowing what we had to do,
we used every ounce of strength left
to defeat the enemy. I was taught to abhor
this type of violence. But they were
determined to kill us, so that meant war.
The taste of blood was sweet, although
I had never killed anyone before.
There were thousands of other captives,
being held, no rest for the weary was in store.
We rounded up all weapons and ammunition
and began our plan to save some more
of our Nubian people. We had to save our
brothers and sisters. Let the battle cry roar!!!!
Enough! Enough!
I tossed and turned.
I know what this all means
Believe me, I've learned.
That together we are a force
and apart we are meek.
Black unity is the united state
all brothers and sisters should seek.
I will try to make a difference in my life.
Please, I haven't slept sound in over a week.
And a voice from somewhere beyond whispered....
All right my child, you may rest. I honestly do
believe you've been taught a valuable lesson. So, who's
next to enter The Slave Narratives? Could it be you?
The End?