Much had happened in time
And the time watch skip the event
In record to history.
This is me as a artifact for museum
With a tag of slave.
Gently look in me and
You will see much untold
About my thrives to survive this
Much are written but million of this
Event never see day light in this future
Look again, research more in things
That sound common to them
Our thrives are hidden as our deed
Are hidden to the world
Look in me again and see much
Were buried beneath the surface
Of my appearance
Much of you knew tears quench
The inner pains but in me tears were
The fountain of water I drink when
My pain stacked into my flesh
Non of your many visit to museum
Can see the bond I share with the
Bar of iron
To some I'm an artifact of museum
But in me as in artifact I still live
Much alive
Many called me a slave artifact but
To my race im an ancestor
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