Freedom Hear Us

I SAID Freedom Hear US ,see us walking on our bare feet, there so sore and bleeding lord have mercy on

me, sticks and stones were breaking my bones while the masters through them at me.

I thought you seen the hurt in my chest , the bruises on my legs and the scars on my heart. In fact why

don't you rip it out , I won't need it when you rape my body slowly, tell me to scream your name than look

me in my eyes and say " you black nigger your nothing but a piece of meat I needed for 1 minute" oh who

could handle that with feelings known to come from a heart inside our bodies. so as I said rip it out

because I have no need for that any more I'm already half dead finish me off.

I tried every night to sit when I had time or when my bottom didn't hurt , to think of a way out to make a

break through . if I died I died for my freedom and that's more than life could offer me . Life has already

gave pain that I couldn't bare but had no choice to.

I began to say Freedom hear us as if it was a nickname for god and a signal to him, letting him known I

needed help and I wanted to go far away from my mean masters.

See i was only 14 and I couldn't believe I was going through this I'm suppose to have a family , celebrate

holidays and be grateful like my masters do.

But no I'm stuck in this world full of hate , all I see is hate through my masters eyes and that's all he gives us is hate right back.

Freedom Hear Us and take me away I don't want to be here or even stay.

                                                                                        By: Korri Standifer

 

 

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