Assignment 19, write a poem about a person. Title the poem with their proper name)
Your were born Isabella;
changed it to Sojourner Truth
when you learned the word Sojourner
from being read the Bible
when you, yourself, couldn’t read.
You sued your son’s master;
demanded his return from Alabama.
You won, even though as author said
“Slaves didn’t do such things!
Women didn’t do such things!”
But you, in spite, of expectations
Peter was freed
and returned to your care.
You went to New York,
because you heard black children
could take schooling there.
Your son, you vowed,
would learn to manipulate words,
use them as the liberation tools
God and you meant them to be.
When he was 18;
he took a job on a whale boat
sent you a few letters from far
off places, when they stopped
you assumed he died.
Then God told you in a dream
to travel and speak about your
life in bondage.
You did as the Lord instructed,
being a pious woman
you could do nothing else.
You gathered your few belongings
and your lone quarter, took the ferry
to Long Island, made your living
working the fields, doing laundry,
earning wages and lodging wherever,
however you could.
You spoke of a life in chains,
of the master’s lash and misogyny.
You spoke- fearless- to people
who sought to make you fearful.
You met Lincoln,
shook his hand,
recounted the tale in letter to friend.
I wonder if you felt like Cinderella
at the ball.
You are what
this little, colored girl
aspires to be.