Lying on the ground,
I look out to sea, a big ship rocking slowly back and forth.
Will I have to go on that ship? Or will i be saved?
I don't know where my mother and father are, but i know they are not here.
I don't want them to be. They are safe and fought off our captures.
On the way to this awful cage a man kept hitting me with a whip, though I had done nothing wrong.
I don't understand these people. Can we do anything right for them?
I have never seen so much water. Where is the end on the other side? As it tosses and
turns, it makes my stomach have the same effect. I feel sick, worried. Am I leaving?
I can't leave. It wouldn't be right.
But there was one thing I was sure of,
..............................................I would see my family again.
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