Earlier this week, my 12-year-old daughter, Agatha Rose, wrote the following poem during her social studies class where they are studying the age of imperialism in Africa. When she read it, the class applauded. I couldn’t not post it here.
The black man’s burden is a pain in the back
to work day and night
no use fighting back
You wake with the roosters and sleep with the stars
It’s like living in a jail
without any bars
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Jim Mitchem – Agatha’s dad
Addie K Martin
Mar 5, 2014
Well written, Agatha! Thanks for sharing, Jim! 🙂