Emancipation Proclamation

My hands are bloody red, from the cotton that I have picked. Blisters eating out my flesh, from the wooden cutlass I held. Sun having no mercy on my dark colored skin. Sweat pouring down my face, to the point where it stings. White free happy children, playing in the distance, learning how to say the "N" word. Working in the field, from sun up to sun down. Can I complain? No For I will be beaten without a care. Then one day I heard through the grapevine, that the president Abraham Lincoln, was working on a plan, to free all my slave sisters, and slave brothers. My children and great-grand children. Today we are free because, of the Emancipation Proclamation. We are able to marry any race, were free to be friends with any colored man, today, I am free because of the Emancipation Proclamation Emancipation Proclamation!!!!!