Fighting to gain
Who, who are we,we are the people that saild from sea to sea, ocean to ocean. We came to a place where we was unfilmilar to sound,touch,and smell, as people we couldn't comperhend what was going on in this new wrold, we was shakled like animals from are heads, to our hands, to feet that was lock together. As we was push from side side and standing in a single filed line, we getting sold and being called new names as if we was animals. We came from being strip from our land to being called new name of the so called " White burden" that they would call it.
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