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Sun cast black silhouettes standing proud on cement auction blocks
Sweltering heat make dark skin sweat in mid morning dew
Iron shackles weigh heavy on weary limbs trembling
Teeth and body examined like precious livestock sold to highest bidder
Well dressed gents in tall top hats clutch greenbacks in sweaty palms
Infectious laughter of glee erupted, elated with purchase of human cargo
Tear fall on cheek as families divided. Master Johnson can't afford package deal
Bodies shuffled along piled in wood wagons ready for transport
Rhythmic beat of horses clip clop on dirt roads replace african drums played
In distance mysterious fields of white covers mother earth far as eye can see
Strange black stick figures mixed in white mist, hunched over stuffing bags hanging from backs
In forefront, imposing men on horses whip in hand control work flow
On top of hill BIG HOUSE stand alone grandious like pearly gates
Light skin lad barefoot sweeps front porch carefully, wrinkled face women fan and pour Miss Sally tall glass of Mint Julep
Loud verbal command of get out n*ggers fills air, as wood wagon abruptly stops
Tired barefeet stand on red clay dirt covered by southern dust trails
Bewildered and confused mind wonder what is this strange land called...
AMERICA
Isn't it great?
RonnieL
