The way I was treated should not have been my destiny
For where I was from, I held a great position and was more than free
Then as time past things were drastically changing
It was not because of my choices either
But because of what the white men engaged in
Chained together with contraptions, which held us against our will for our voices were not heard
Although we would fight for what we believed in
They would not listen to our words
All aboard they would say
With greedy eyes filled with no sorrow
If life had come to this I no longer yearned for tomorrow
On my way to the slave ship
I took one last look at what was left behind
My pride was left in my village
For I had become a dummy with no mind
This was the end of my freedom
The moment I stepped onboard
It seemed that I was all alone
And for deliverance there were no Gods
As I began to wonder if things could get worst
It did
My questions were mentally answered
When in the crowd I stood amid
What was in store next?
I have no clue
I did not have anyone to depend on
So I did not know what to do
Told about our journey
From the start but still could not believe
I now began to feel it so
I know began to grieve
It was the infamous middle passage
And it was happening to me
I had no one to love, no one to talk to
And was only left with wants and needs
What I needed was to get off this ship
And wanted was for my shackles to be free
Onboard was the rebellious type and I
Refused to eat
On my refusal they forced my mouth open
With some contraption, which name I can not call
to me that was not the worst part of my journey
For this was only the beginning of my toil
Branded with hot irons and restrained with shackles
Drove many to revolt on the ship
Jump they would, while I stood there inferior
And suffered for them by getting whipped
I would scream, help help in my native tongue
But it seemed like no one could comprehend
There was no one for me to depend on
For comfort I had no friends.
After the white men thought that we had enough fresh air
We returned to our living quarters
With limited head room and not enough space to place buckets for human waste
Made me wonder why we let them catch us
Faced with suffocation caused the death of many
The nightmarish conditions only made life less sunny
The copious perspirations and the prevalent diseases
Only made me more upset
I would lay down at nights wondering when this would over
And emotional I would get
My future had been undetermined for so many days and nights
Until we came to a stop
My future was now clear and I was no longer on top
I would say that I would have bowed down to no man
But now I have to bow because I am in a foreign land
Now here comes the hard part that I hate to admit
They imprisoned me and brought me here because for a slave I was fit
