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The lashes fell on my skin, burrowing holes through it
My hands gripped the tree as blood flowed freely.
The ground soaked and groaned.
My tears mingled with blood as hope fled.
A quick gaze upwards and the sky mocked me.
What sins have I committed?
What atrocities would call for such retribution?
Then like a glimpse in the night,
I saw a new world.
Different from my present.
Free from pain of the field and labouring for the proud.
A spasm, a breeze, a sound.
And mercy reclaimed my soul in a faint.
On Saturday, I went to watch the acclaimed drama, ’12 Years A Slave,’ directed by Steve McQueen. I wished I hadn’t watch the film, it was brutal. I ran out twice, it was very difficult to watch. As a writer, I’ve got a hyper imagination, and as the lashes landed on Patti’s (played by Nyong’o) bare skin, I flinched, I saw myself tied to the tree in her place, my cries of mercy rending the air. The horrors of slavery would live forever, and it’s even inconceivable that over 21 million people are still enslaved today!!!
I know we live in a very complex world but one by one, day by day, we can make a change, reclaiming sanity on our streets and nations. Thank God slavery is officially abolished. Thank God Hitler is dead but changing our world is everyone’s responsibility. A change to obliterate slavery, poverty, racism, murder… All sorts of evil lurking beneath the soul of men.
I WILL do my part. Will you?
Much love, always!