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He was there.
When they came from nowhere,
He was there.
My gold and my day they took
All they left was that old book
Mighty men robbed me and deprived me
Of my liberty to be.
They snatched my babe from my womb
And sold him to hungry tomb.
He saw it all,
He let it happen.
He saw my fall,
Saw me from heaven.
When the sight of it he stood no more,
Unto me He opened freedom’s door.
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Powerful. Amy Megsin | Apr 1st, 2004
I love this poem, it moved me!
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