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Let's go we need to run, run, run
We are not having very much fun
They came to take us all away
If we run fast we start to sway
All we wish is that we are to stay
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
We were forced on a large boat
We needed to stay long a float
If we are to survive
We didn't know that we wouldn't ever strive
We didn't know we wouldn't truly stay alive
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Once we were on the flourished land
They might as well of cut off our hand
We will always need each other
We will no longer see each other
They took us away from each other
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
I didn't want it but I was sold
Just to be lied to, just to be told
None of our dreams will ever come true
We were told that we might come through
Who put us in chains if only I knew
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Work, work, work I don't want to work
I don't even want to try to smirk
I feel as fragile as a fly
All I want to do is fly sky high
That won't happen unless I am sly
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Hurry, hurry we have to go, go, go.
There is no time to be so slow
Hopefully my family escaped too
We are now so very, very, very few
Maybe I will find out what goes moo
We are no longer slaves
We are free and free to do with what we please
We are not having very much fun
They came to take us all away
If we run fast we start to sway
All we wish is that we are to stay
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
We were forced on a large boat
We needed to stay long a float
If we are to survive
We didn't know that we wouldn't ever strive
We didn't know we wouldn't truly stay alive
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Once we were on the flourished land
They might as well of cut off our hand
We will always need each other
We will no longer see each other
They took us away from each other
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
I didn't want it but I was sold
Just to be lied to, just to be told
None of our dreams will ever come true
We were told that we might come through
Who put us in chains if only I knew
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Work, work, work I don't want to work
I don't even want to try to smirk
I feel as fragile as a fly
All I want to do is fly sky high
That won't happen unless I am sly
We are not slaves by choice
We are forced to be what we are
Hurry, hurry we have to go, go, go.
There is no time to be so slow
Hopefully my family escaped too
We are now so very, very, very few
Maybe I will find out what goes moo
We are no longer slaves
We are free and free to do with what we please
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THis was for an English project that I had last year. I finally found the document!
Enjoy.
Enjoy.
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A very touching piece.