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The sun set in my eye
Of slave ship set for sail
With all my joy aboard
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The window of my soul agape
Awaiting the return
Of my crudely taken love
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The tide of tears in desperation
Rise in futile swells
To surge the ship
Back to African shores
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My tears they brim and overflow
And heartstrings stretch to breaking
As my treasure farther farther goes
Smaller smaller till my pupil dark
A mirror of my nation ripped apart
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NaiNai (c) 2015
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Picture by K A Williams ArtByWAK
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