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[title] => My Version of Roots
[time] => 2005-01-14 16:25:21
[hometext] => this is a summary of Roots In my own words(i am 16 years old)
[bodytext] => Kunta started a boy But taken at 15 barely a man Kunta you better run Cause them slave catchers here they come But poor Kunta forgot what he learned Ran through the tall grass that’s when the table turned Got thrown on a slave ship I know Kunta said “I can believe this” There was many different African faces From many different African places Kunta then got sold to the Reynolds Plantation Where he met a black slave named Fiddler Who was very very patient Fiddle on that violin That‘s what he do Fiddle fiddle fiddle to make the white man move Kunta fought Ran away But got caught Kunta tried to stay strong When those whippins came along But how much can one African take? So much pain they made Kunta say a name that’s fake They told him Toby be ya new name But he always knew He’ll be Kunta Kinte Years have past on the that plantation Toby as his new name ran away again With out hesitation Kunta got caught on another plantation With an African girl named Fanta Who seemed to forgot her own original nation Slave catchers cut poor Kunta’s foot off Just to be sure He don’t run off They move Kunta to another plantation Jump the broom with Bell as a marriage representation Kunta and Bell have a daughter named Kizzy Who grew up and played with missy Anne In the great big Hizzy And the two played together a great big deal But when Kizzy was in trouble There friendship wasn’t that real At age 15 or at age 16 Kizzy got sold to Mr. Moore Where she got raped And raped some more Oh no Try to rape me I would have made sure Masta Moore couldn’t see She end up giving birth To who whom grew up to be called Chicken George Who for a long time didn’t know his daddy was old Masta Moore Chicken George had kids of his own Tom and Lewis Who he made sure wasn’t clueless They new about they great granddad Kunta Kinte and his life They knew about him and how he survived Masta Moore got greedy and lost a bet Had to sell Chicken George to settle his debt Many years have past And the Civil war is over They say niggas are to be set free White man saying How can this be? They say they can’t go They have to stay Or before they go they have to pay But Chicken George came back and he bought some land White man tries to keep them there But they had two plans They really are free now The whole family I know Kunta was look in down Proud of what he sees Now Kunta can really rest in peace [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 65 [informant] => TekaBoo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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