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The Travelers


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Shackles are heavy on the wrist Stacked like sardines, belly of a ship Live in your own piss and shit and being seasick Cracked across your back with a thick leather whip Salt water burns through your wounds Women are starving with babies in their wombs On your hands and knees trying to cry God please Exhausted your voice is too weak to speak Neighbors and strangers are dying beside you Their decaying bodies you're tied to Cling tight to your fight for survival Wonder if your tribe will ever try to find you Arrive somewhere strange, the air is cold You can see your breath and you're barely clothed Your first time ever seeing snow Sleeping next to it on a hard dirt floor Go from can't seeing see in the morning to can't see at night You work till your hands bleed white Your native language you can't recite Murdered on sight if you try to read or write When you bend all of your life and can't see the light It get's painful to stand upright Right? And your eyes bear the sight of your wife Being being pulled from your shack and brutalized at night You only taste joy when babies are born Which becomes an occasion to mourn Separated, torn from your celebrating arms Then as quickly as they came they were gone Sold away from your farm this is all they've known Never heard stories from home They forget your name T The culture from which you came Teaching it'll get you slain. Praying to your god will get you the same and tortured to near death lest you complain No Choice left you sing through the pain and pray that your suffering wasn't in vain End of your chain, end of your life Your grandchildren born with no end is sight So you muster up all of your might

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