Analysis of The New Slaves

He came on the brink of the negroes ascent to the White House;
A slave of an unusual sort.
He peered,
From the tiny window in the quarter,
At the snow,
Smuddering life,
And felt his predecessors’ woe.

Many, like Stella,
Came to find a groove
But purchased with perjury
Men with desires to excel;
To escape the clutch of privation
And scorn.

Ambitious to become house-wives
With uneducated spouses
And the need for the goodlife.
The unsrupulous requests grow intolerable
And recentments fester and prosper,
While the innocent observe
And absorb this lie.

Words cut like razor
And provoked the unthinkable;
Children, like chains,
And immigration shackles
Derailed the contemplations
Of living again.