We will take you from the jungles to the farms in America. You will feel the whip of the overseer and the sweat of the slave. The cry for help and the discouragement of life. The hope and prayers for a better day has seemed to run from me. God where are you? I should have jumped from that big boat I would feel better dying as the salty water of the sea filled my lungs and I would never be abus... (MORE)
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