Slavery days

are not over;

for the need to own

is still strong.

No, slavery days

are not over

they're still alive,

though we know it is wrong.

Man, born of woman,

is cruel

to other men not of

his shade ~

shame on the people

who deal in sorrow,

who keep children

alone, and afraid.

From the West Indies

so long ago,

to the country of Ghana

today

to, and fro, the slave

ships go

and no one gets

in their way.

Shame on the

dealers in misery,

who propagate

sorrow and pain;

shame on the

witnesses, shore side,

who do not speak

up in His name.

PETA protests

for the dogs and the cats -

and Green Peace

will stop Japan's whalers;

But where are the ones

in front of the ships

stopping the captain

and sailors?

Perhaps, In some other life,

I was shackled,

perhaps you were sold

away from your wife ~

No, slavery days are not over

they work, unknown, 

through the night;

But for God's grace, go I also,

alone, and yearning for light.

© Christina  3/27/07