Free at last, we rejoice
Free at last, raise your voice
Free at last, so we thought
Yet here we are still distraught
Remember my cries as they cuff me
Remember my shame when they strip me
Remember my pains and sorrow
Remember me and hope for a free tomorrow
Who would have ever thought that in the year 2017, we would be witnessing the trade of human beings on such a massive scale.
Young African men dreaming of a better tomorrow dared to make a difficult decision all in the hope of more.
But now as you and I get to sleep at night without fear of tomorrow, many lay awake to wonder when this nightmare will ever end.
Our brothers are being traded, cramped into small spaces, continuously being beaten and threatened by fellow human beings.
Being abused and fed like animals.
Free at last we rejoiced
Free at last so we thought.