The life I had was short, yet it was interminable .I was dragged out of my mother’s hand , brought here on a foreign country in a filthy ship full of my own brothers, made to do manual labor on ascorching sun and chained like poor dogs.
The scorching sun on our naked body ,blistering on my gasping gashes ,dirt blew on my body and I surrendered due to the overwhelming pain that surrounded me. They came to our country to trade goods but now we are their goods. Sold from mere coins and cattle . Are not human just like them ? Do we feel pain just like them?
A whip came down on my sweaty black and my body convulated. My limbs shaking, my head throbbing as I fell hard on a rocky ground. Blood and salty water boiled on my open cuts , stinging as the impact spreads across my flesh. My vision was blurred from the crimson of my blood and yet I could see him , holding a scorpion spikes whip , wearing an angry face . He was my master and was in charge of all of us
As my vision blackened and my hearing faded, I prayed my last prayer for my people ,I prayed to our gods to deliver us from evil and take us to our promised land . My eyes closed and I pictured of a happy world . Where people of different race came together in mutual friendship . No human was superior than the other , no one was lesser than the other .That’s when I let go