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THE WOES OF SLAVERY

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THE WOES OF SLAVERY By E. L. TEDDY Yes, some of them who were not equal to the task slept. The remaining ones were pinned, turned, and again pinned. Those who could not make it through the sail, The white lay their bed in the icy ocean. This line of inscription, my tears fuel the pen. Go to the lord's house, The very lord of Amalgamation, "Lugard" And there on his table raise a bowl of slaves blood. Dip your feather deep inside, And allow the spirit of sympathy to night your day. Walk down the Marina- And you will behold them all, line up Lining up like a pensioner whose right the mighty eat. Some on the neck, some on the hand, and some, the legs, The burden weighs. Right inside the cave of torment, 150 went for 30. "The black lives meant nothing, the white showed". With a very humid spirit, I summoned their souls. Some placed a curse on that day, That very day Dad knew Mum. Some wished the cool hands of death could touch them, the deeds of the honeymoon. Walk d...

DARK BEAT DANCER

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  ATMOSPHERE FOR PERFORMANCE   The atmosphere of Dark Beat Dancer is entertaining, dramatic, cautionary, and reflective. The poem presents what appears to be an ordinary conversation, yet beneath the humor lies a serious warning about hidden lifestyles, hypocrisy, and the danger of one's secret identity being revealed publicly. The atmosphere moves between amusement and concern, leaving the reader both entertained and thoughtful . DARK BEAT DANCER Isambá Is a dark beat for dark dance And the best steps, the day flows. Wait! Aunty. Change that step! This is a church for God's sake. Hmm, Dear, blame not the dancer but the beat, It's a dark beat dear. Yea, but if the dark drummer produces dark beat, Can the dual dancer not select what works best? Dear, please help, I'm driving towards shame. The church knows me soon. "Dear, blame not the dancer but the beat" AUTHOR'S NOTES I wrote Dark Beat Dancer having thought of how certain habits, lifestyles, and secret p...

TEARS OF A DESPERATE MAN

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ATMOSPHERE FOR PERFORMANCE  The atmosphere of Tears of a Desperate Man is one of sorrow, reflection, emotion, and hope. The poem immerses the reader in the pain of heartbreak, rejection, and the difficult process of letting go. Through tears, fear, uncertainty, and emotional struggle, the speaker creates a mood of grief and loneliness. Despite its sadness, the poem is not entirely hopeless. Beneath the pain lies an atmosphere of faith, acceptance, and expectation. The speaker believes that time reveals hidden truths and that God ultimately knows what is best. This blend of sorrow and hope makes the poem both touching and comforting to readers who have experienced heartbreak or emotional loss. TEARS OF A DESPERATE MAN You shall sort with tears But shall never be heard Because the mind had gone far, For away to a land unknown. She has been part of me For years, and part of my soul Lies in her heart. But today, the 5th day of the second quarter, She has broken the bond Leaving me...

FIRST SPEAKER

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  ATMOSPHERE FOR PERFORMANCE  The atmosphere of the poem is one of caution, reflection, criticism, morality, and spiritual significance. The poem creates a sense of concern as it examines how gossip and uncontrolled speech gradually destroy relationships, families, communities, and even the spiritual life of the individual involved. FIRST SPEAKER He thinks more of another than himself. He's just concerned about every conversation. He was too small when he was supposed to shut up. He grew beyond advice- A true Auguste Comte. I knew he was going to be a gossiper Because he had no business. A playboy, a leisure fellow, Well-bred in an aristocratic pot Bore by the impaler (Vlad) Born by the very Queen of Sheba, The true imperial majesty. Close was he to deeds Than even the closest. He goes first To plant seeds of confusion. He merges the concern with the unconcern, The innocent to the guilty, The true to the untrue, The children to the parents, The parents to total strangers, The...