Slavery In slavery you do not choose, The jobs you do, the tools you use. If only slaves wern't worked so hard, Their tired faces whipped and scarred. If only the master would give a break. And not threaten like a snake. Then slavery would be a fair #life. Without fighting, choices or strife. Fright, horror and sadness All the world does is madness Freedom relieves slaves some people are brave. And deal with exploitation Slaves are shouting for salvation