Bury Me In A Free Land Comments

This staggered me with its strength, its love, its principles- -this woman is so impactful.... this is the best poem I have read in months! I must read more of her poetry..

Wow. I wish that I had been given the honor of reading this poem earlier in my life. How beautifully and painfully she describes the unimaginable hardships of slavery. With such a simplicity and without feeling remorse for wanting out of that world, the author portrays her only wish.

One of the finest poem ever written! So, emotional and humbly demanding a right that's in the first place free for all.

Uncle Tom's Cabin set to verse. The emotional draw is rightly choreographed by the harshest ugliest aspects of slavery.

Burial! A place of rest. But, peace comes from the place of love. Nice work.

Absolutely wonderous! The message is simple, clear yet powerful.

I ask no monument, proud and high, To arrest the gaze of the passers by; All that my yearning spirit craves, Is bury me not in a land of slaves. Great desire expressed by a great humanist soul. Worth saluting. Thanks for sharing.10++++

I read many poems about slaves and slavery... a taboo on human society... resting in a Freeland is the ultimate desire one can have!

A poem with a powerful message. Very nice.

A thoughtful poem, touched the bases of cruel society and its discriminating ways....Loved it, Madam.

Superb poem speaking against the cruelty of slavery.. a re-emergence in the form of human and child trafficking syndicated crime seen in recent years where the mighty prey on poverty and the helpless and hapless.. thank god slavery was abolished.. i would shudder like the poetess if i were ever to witness the snatching of a baby from his or her mother's breast in the name of bonded slavery.. readers of this poem, I invite your attention and review comments to a recent write of mine against human trafficking All Trussed Up- Ready For Delivery. thanks

Freedom is an awesome and powerful thing, and when laid down next to cruelty and bondage, is like an open wound, festering to the soul.

Freedom is an awesome and powerful thing, and when laid next to cruelty and bondage; it's ugliness is like an open wound to the soul.

.....oh this is a wonderful poem.... and so sad any man was ever a slave to another man....

beautiful! ! .......