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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=423938" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Slave killers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">fated to serve<br>the master<br>this life<br>and the next<br>black america<br>should cry<br>gratitude<br>to the great god<br>in this case<br>in the darkest of Borneo<br>as the crickets shrill<br>you still see<br>large carved wooden poles<br>totem poles<br>with devil faces<br>looming over the trees<br>darkened by<br>a century of rain, <br>slavery tears<br>and as you delve<br>look into the crevices<br>carved from hundred year old tree<br>shrill of the crickets<br>croak of toads, amphibians<br>pale in comparison<br>to cry amplified in your ear<br>a lord's death<br>always accompanied <br>by a slave <br>emaciated, drenched away<br>in the sweltering<br>tropical heat<br>in a chamber just below<br>taking the greatest<br>blow from master<br>that but now was<br>still as a log<br>but yet powerful as lord<br>slowly, and slowly<br>he succumbed<br>to a death<br>befitting of slaves<br>the worms <br>from the upper chamber<br>swarmed all over<br>to claim him<br>carry him away<br>to serve<br>the lord<br>slowly<br>he slipped away<br>giving up on life<br>and death<br>taking whatever would come<br>this life<br>next life<br>succumbing<br>to what he thought<br>is god's will</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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the master
this life
and the next
black america
should cry
gratitude
to the great god
in this case
in the darkest of Borneo
as the crickets shrill
you still see
large carved wooden poles
totem poles
with devil faces
looming over the..."></div>
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