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MANY YEARS IN THE NEW GAME

Two hundred years
In the past this begun  
A birth  
United  in states
All men will become

 This Single word  
 a song
Of freedom
Shared

Made by every
Ethnicity of Countries
In these people
Ethical out bye
Unwanted cares

They are dirty
Compared to the blue bloods
The lords of property
And the money
That knows no love
 
Some like trash
Put on a boat
Some made into slave
Their worth is money
As they are sole to a buyer hook

As they all came
To this united but still not a state
Most all the colored’s
Are still in chains
But the fair skin
Ire’s , polish ,,  German
But still white
Walk free off that boat
Starting  their
 New life

In this new place
A boat with the coloreds
The dream of freedom
They will chase
Some go to war
But only as a slave

And nothing more
Shine that shoe boy

This is going to be a long one
The best part is next
How the Germans and the polish
Are slaves without chains
IT IS NOT FINISH YET I WILL BE FAIR TO ALL

— press, May 20, 2009

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Craig Norris

17 years ago

Love this theme

there's so much going on and you are covering two hundred years or so of history, it's a big task personally I wouldn't like to bite off that much in one go. The risk in covering such a broad span is that you don't get to cover it as well as it deserves. For me I want more details, finer brush work less of the roller. Craig
Rett

Rett

17 years ago

Press, I think it is very ambitious and good

Being a history buff, I find it extremely interesting to see how you will condense it into poem form. Way to go guy! A little work on a few words and I think you'll have a winner. 5 for content sir. Respectfully, Rett: "God made an idiot for practice, then he made a school board." Mark Twain For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905
press

press

17 years ago

Dad

Lord help me rett

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