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They sent me
To this slave galley
To deliver a baby
Who will lead the cry
To save his people,
Become their mouthpiece
When they speak
With a clear concept
Of living humanity,
Beyond political parties,
Personal profit cast asunder.
An individual born
In the smelly belly
Of this slave ship
Will not lead the people
Out of their misery.
He will only become a conduit
Of a honed bloodline
That will lead the people
To that promised land.
They have sent me to deliver
To sail this traveler
Through the stormy seas,
To bring him over
Safely to untold lands
Of black diaspora.