Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poems On The Slave Trade - Sonnet I Comments

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Hold your mad hands! for ever on your plain
Must the gorged vulture clog his beak with blood?
For ever must your Nigers tainted flood
Roll to the ravenous shark his banquet slain?
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