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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Peonage System</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The religious wars of Europe have been numbered with the past,<br>But a worse thing, bright America with clouds has overcast,<br>'Tis the heinous contract system that plantation life contains,<br>Worse than slavery's conditions in a land where freedom reigns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Negroes forced in one roomed cabins, mother's from their children torn<br>All the day till dark of evening from the dawn of early morn,<br>Sweet affection, thrift and neatness, all that perfect homes would bring,<br>Yea, humanity is buried at command of money's king.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall the future of the Negro by the white man be suppressed,<br>In his forcing from the present all that makes the future best?<br>Shall the training of the children be neglected? passing strange<br>Things material for the morals of the Negro they exchange.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oft we find an overseer with a gun and club and whip,<br>Who at night within the stockade locks the Negroes, lest they skip,<br>If they offer a resistance for their treatment in this cage,<br>They are clubed into submission in the overseer's rage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some are kidnapped for the stockade, others taken there for debt,<br>Fed with only bread and water and for more they dare not fret,<br>They are worked like beasts of burden and the story here is told,<br>Of the sacrifice of manhood to a god that's made of gold!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis an open, open secret how the white man without pain,<br>Sells the evil one his conscience out of greed for earthly gain,<br>Barbarism can't surpass it, races cannot lower fall,<br>'Mid this great enlightened country money's king rules over all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If a farm hand makes an effort in the schooling of himself,<br>Or a mother will persist in looking up her little elf,<br>They must leave the old plantation for a more congenial clime,<br>'No enlightenment for Negroes,' planters say, ' 'tis loss of time.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Send to Africa the Negro,' they have talked of such you know,<br>Like to England's Irish question, planters cannot let him go,<br>Hear the planter loudly singing, this the chorus of the song:<br>'Keep the 'niggers,' all the 'niggers' in the field where they belong!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he pleads for better treatment, why dehumanize a race?<br>On the farm he's proved his service and there's none to take his place,<br>None to stand the heat of summer in the making of the crop,<br>Whites are taught to need his labor and they cannot learn to stop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sad, indeed, to find a nation, bowing down to money's might,<br>Sacrificing all that's noble, all that's beautiful and right,<br>'Righteousness exalts a nation,' sin can only bring it shame,<br>Serve no other god, I warn you, in the God of heaven's name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lizelia+Augusta+Jenkins+Moorer">Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer</a><div class=q>
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