In shadows cast by history's cruel chains, A tale of suffering and strength remains, Where souls once bound, in darkness they'd abide, Yet through it all, their spirits would not hide.

From fields of cotton, tears welled in their eyes, They toiled and bled beneath unforgiving skies, But in their hearts, a fire burned so bright, A longing for freedom, to claim their birthright.

In unity, they rose, their voices soared, Demanding justice, equality restored, For in the face of cruelty, they stood tall, Defying oppression, breaking every wall.

Their legacy endures, a beacon of the past, A testament to resilience that will forever last, In honor of those who bore the weight of strife, We remember their courage, their unyielding life.