Red, Yellow, Black

• Hannah Simpson, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

Chained and shackled,
They walk with their heads hung low,
Beaten and whipped,
Removed from their families,
Treated like nothing but a patch of dirt,
They walk,
Silent,
They hear cries from all directions,
Someone has fallen,
No one to help,
Their land robbed from them,
Trampled on by strangers,
Black faces,
White eyes,
Real tears