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I have often pondered that grim episode of human experience when invaders – human rustlers – descended on the continent of Africa, disrupted an entire civilization, kidnapped some of its brightest and its best, tore them away from their families and carted them off to unknown lands and an unknown way of life.
I have thought about that tortuous middle passage, the overcrowded slave ships, the chains that were fastened to their legs and the brutality that was meted out to them if they dared to resist.
I have tried to imagine the slave auctions where our ancestors were sold like cattle to the highest bidder and then taken to a sugar estate to work like beasts of burden with that rawhide whip cracking on their backs. Third World captured that image in their song “96