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Equiano's Cruise of Terror

Where am I?

Lost in perpetual terror,

Escape exasperated

as captives demonstrate

evidence of a demon state.

Destination unknown

I'm told wait,

Blood splattered with undertones of ill-fate.

A slave to faith.

What is this strange place?

The pale face men condone misery,

advocates of savagery, with whip in place

they administer compliancy, ignorant to hesitate.

…and no one can tell me why.

No one can relate.