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Harriet Tubman

2/7/2021

Harriet tasted a lump of sugar

when she was just a girl of eight

Enjoyed its sweetness but paid the price

Violence an everyday part of her small life

Scarred her skin and soul alike

Born a slave she was a dreamer

She dreamed of freedom, of liberty

She trusted her heart that if she planned it right

With God’s help she might live her dream

Walk free in the warm sun

She escaped under cover of night

Journeyed through tangled woods

Slavery - a fate she refused to accept

Shrouded by Quakers and safe houses

She followed the North Star

Prepared to face her last breath

but never would she go back a slave

Harriet - she made it!

She walked a free person

Felt the wondrous glory of freedom

Her spirits soared as the sun shone anew

But her family and friends she wouldn’t abandon

So return she did to free them too

Guiding the still freedomless along the Underground Railroad

Many trips under cover of cold dark winters

A proud and resourceful conductor was she

Like Moses she delivered

her people out of the evil of slavery

Led them to their promised land

Her dreams were bigger

She continued her fight to make life fairer

Women’s right to vote

was her next chapter

Which she fought for till she died

Harriet Tubman

The scars you bore on your skin

from violence and hard labor

Were no match for the blaze of

freedom and equality

That burned tirelessly in your heart

You were the fearless conductor on the track

To freedom for the oppressed

To a voice for all women

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To celebrate Black History Month, my son and I read a story about Harriet Tubman. Her powerful story inspired me to write this piece.

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