You prospered
In spite of it all
Bloomed right here
Surrounded by hatred,
Horror and rebellion.
You gave proof
Through many nights
Crouched in your grandmother’s attic
Slept with serpents, stung by insects
Waterlogged on the outskirts of the bay.
You sailed to freedom
Without your babies
Left your legacy and your heart
On Chowan County soil.
You are the very essence of the American experience.
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