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I wrote a poem about Margru Kingston who was a girl that traveled on the Amistad, she is on the boat at the time and reviewing what has happened in her head.

It says Something Must Change
I thought never to be separated from my mom, dad, sisters, and brothers.
This is my home where I can think about all my problems.
This is home where all the trees, that give off the food in witch I eat.
But all is different now I am not where I should be.
I’ve never seen such a place witch such harsh people.
I am not where I belong.
I am sad though, when I blink my eyes I see my family doing what I want to do sitting down and being with each other.
I wish I could get one more hug, one more kiss before I had to go.
But I can’t.
There must be something good, something happy, leading up to this.
Something I can’t wait till something-something….