I entered this world with hopes of liberty,
But chained by the umbilical cord's decree,
From my mother's arms to the auctioneer's plea,
Why were her vocal cords silenced, I plea.
She was traded away, her worth a mere grain.
While I remained an extra in this bitter trade,
Her tears flowed like a waterfall, a grievous cascade
A tale of sorrow and injustice, for all to see