twelve years a slave

Colton 2022-04-20 09:01:11

Living in a castle of marshmallows
full of needles
You ask me where I'm going
I bow my head and fiddle with my fingers and a
whip on my back and ass
You say I'm your treasure
I run to a forest full of beasts
Your brothers and sisters find me in the sun
You are roaring like a lion
, my hair is full of dust and
I have no right to hide from
you. You said that you have full control over
my rich son
, your traitor sister
, opened the cage
, cut my feet
, blown mines, and
my legs are still left . I raised my hands and
shouted at
me
I ran out of the marshmallow castle I made my
own decisions and chopped off my left hand
How happy
I was Grateful I'd rather be hungry than eat your bread I'd rather freeze to death than wear your boots I'd rather run like a wild beast in the forest than sit on your carpet and polish my shoes I run I run I'm out of breath Stop ' til your throat doesn't make a sound ' til your god opens his eyes













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  • Ford: I believe Tibeats is skulkin' about the premises somewhere. He wants you dead, and he will attempt to have you so. It's no longer safe for you here. And I don't believe you will remain passive if Tibeats attacks. I have transferred my debt to Edwin Epps. He will take charge of you.

    Solomon Northup: Master Ford, you must know; I am not a slave.

    Ford: I cannot hear that.

    Solomon Northup: Before I came to you I was a free man.

    Ford: I am trying to save your life! And... I have a debt to be mindful of. That, now, is to Edwin Epps. He is a hard man. Prides himself on being a "nigger breaker." But truthfully I could find no others who would have you. You've made a reputation of yourself. Whatever your circumstances, you are an exceptional nigger, Platt. I fear no good will come of it.

  • Solomon Northup: [Solomon awakens Armsby in the middle of the night. He offers him a handful of coins] The proceeds of my fiddling performances. A few picayunes, but all I have in the world. I promise them to you if you will do me the favor I require. But I beg you not to expose me if you cannot grant the request.

    Armsby: What do you ask?

    Solomon Northup: First, your word, sir.

    Armsby: On my honor.

    Solomon Northup: It is a simple enough request. I ask only that you deposit a letter in the Marksville post office. And that you keep the action an inviolable secret forever. The details of the letter are of no consequence. Even at that, there would be an imposition of much pain and suffering were it known I was the author. A patron is what I require, sir.

    Armsby: Where is the letter now?

    Solomon Northup: It is not yet written. I will have it in a day. Two at most, my skill with composition as poor as it is.

    Armsby: I will do it. And will accept whatever payment is offered.