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Slaves Michael Fisher	History says we were owned. History says we were stoned. Destitute and beat down to broken bones. Chained, bound, and whipped. A slave still holds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves Taleshia G MCcray	Thousands of Africans where stolen from their homes,Sent across the ocean too some place unknown!A lot of these Africans died along the way, The ones...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves Saul Palti	What a waste we are calm collected and rounded herded as sheep by dogs eat from the bowl drink from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves Bramwel	Moving slaves free Free from ensnare vile Malicious chains Dragging along chains Catching themselves Proclaiming freedom Working hard only ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song Of Slaves In The Desert John Greenleaf Whittier	WHERE are we going? where are we going, Where are we going, Rubee? Lord of peoples, lord of lands, Look across these shining sands, Through the...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The Wage-Slaves Rudyard Kipling	Oh, glorious are the guarded heights Where guardian souls abide-- Self-exiled from our gross delights-- Above, beyond, outside: An ampler arc...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Slaves to Subconscious Matter VB	Is suffering a fruit, fully born of thought? The subconscious, like a sponge, clings to liquids never drunk. Conformity is fictitious, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves Without Chains Ehi Ella	These labourers were modern-day slaves without...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves to Righteousness Richard Newton Sherrer	When you were a slave to sin, You were freed to righteousness; A new life you could begin, A feeling of joyousness. What fruit you get at that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves to Subconscious Matter VB	Is suffering a fruit, fully born of thought? The subconscious, like a sponge, clings to liquids never drunk. Conformity is fictitious, and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love's Slaves Letitia Elizabeth Landon	Where is the heart that has not bowed A slave, eternal Love, to thee? Look on the cold, the gay, the proud, And is there one among them...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves by Shaylor Wilcots Shaylor Yvette Wilcots	No man wants to be a slave, with chains around his hands, neck, or feet. Not able to do what he wants to do, He'll fight to break loose and he won't...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
LOYALTY FROM THE OTHER SLAVES mad hippie poet	Where is this freedom that we have died for? Where is this peace that they talked about since we became them the day that we were born, being told as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves of God Richard Newton Sherrer	Are we not under the Law, But in being under grace; God forbids a sinful flaw, The Lord would never embrace. Present yourself as His slave, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Light for the Slaves Richard Groff	The more light you can gather The more you have to give It’s really so much better When you’re leaking like a sieve So, if you’re on a mountain...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Recycled Slaves Sunday Joseph	agenda of domination using reward system to control their prey The world scene recycled slaves the coliseum used to be their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The New Slaves Earle Francis Brown	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...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Orgy Vomit Sex Slaves Eugene Hetler	Orgy vomit sex slaves...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
As slaves Hasmukh Mehta	As...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
2 Slaves Taleshia G MCcray	Although when they were caught they were made examples of their mistake.No it wasn't a mistake to run away,the mistake was getting caught. The few...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Slaves of Thy Shining Eyes Shams al-Din Hafiz	SLAVES of thy shining eyes are even those That diadems of might and empire bear; Drunk with the wine that from thy red lip flows, Are they that e'en...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of the Galley Slaves Rudyard Kipling	We pulled for you when the wind was against us and the sails were low. Will you never let us go? We ate bread and onions when you took...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Slaves Of Martinique John Greenleaf Whittier	BEAMS of noon, like burning lances, through the tree-tops flash and glisten, As she stands before her lover, with raised face to look and listen....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)