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[aid] => mick
[title] => The middle Passage
[time] => 2010-05-03 21:14:36
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[bodytext] => I can’t tell you how sad Your art makes me feel The people in Africa Had no idea how to deal They were brought here On sips of enormous sizes They sat on shelves Too small for a child They had no bathrooms They had to pee where they sat They were tortured and beaten But left no scars to tell that Then they got sold To the highest bidder They would work all day And sleep on litter They worked on fields And fields of hay They had no choice And they had no pay So I’m glad it’s all over I’m glad it had an end There are no more tears The heart had to mend [comments] => 1 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Jessi95 [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 May 4, 2010 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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