Freedom Road

Centuries ago, many walked this road,
slaves seeking freedom from the chains
of their abusive owners.
 
You can feel the ghosts
of the men and women
that wished to not be owned
in the soil of the Freedom Road.
 
Their prayers with every step,
taken during the dead of night.
Constantly fearing being found
in the escape of the captive life.
Their sweat of fear paved the Freedom Road.
 
Encoding symbols like a puzzle
to arrive home to home.
Hoping the persons could be trusted
for food and rest
before continuing the journey
through the Freedom Road.
 
The pain is endured
by being cramped
from walking at night,
hauled in a boat.
Taken away by the feel
of the glowing Promise Land
paved by the freedom Road.
 
July 20, 2020
© Andrew Scott – Just A Maritime Boy 2020