“El Cuento de La Amistad”
Once upon a time
In eighteen thirty-nine
A cargo ship filled with African slaves
Sailed its way through the Atlantic Waves
Captured by slave traders from Spain
The boat fought its way through thunder and rain
Each slave, bound by a chain
Endured endless amounts of suffering and pain
That ended up making them go insane
But one young man in particular
Decided he could no longer suffer
Having endured the most abuse
He was determined to break himself loose
This young man, by the name of Cinque
Along with all the others was Mende
But he alone was most determined to find a way
With the ship still at sail
He scratched at the floor with his bloody nail
And with determination to prevail
From one wooden plank he removed a metal nail
The ship being shoved around by the waves of the sea
He used this nail as a new-found key
To break him and all the others free
After having picked the lock
Their captors were in for an unbelievable shock
Immediately grabbing weapons and supplies
They seeked revenge for all their endless cries
Continuing on through the harsh conditions of the Atlantic
Everything on board the ship suddenly went frantic
Being captured more than twice
The throats of their captors they sliced
Fighting for their lawful rights
And seeking revenge for their many unbearable nights
Unable to handle any more
They fought a long violent war
After this horrendous battle of blood and gore
They cleaned up the dead bodies that remained on the floor
But now that all their fears and worries had vanished
They kept hostage the two leaders of the Spanish
Now that they ruled the ship alone
Their only wish was to go back home
Day by day the floors of the ship they roamed
Wanting to go back to their homeland of Sierra Leone
The name of the ship where these slaves trod
Is known as “La Amistad”
After the victorious attack
They knew one thing for a fact
They really needed to find a way back
Because of the supplies and food they lacked
But even though they won the fight
They were headed for a gruesome night
The hostages they spared at battle
Ended up being the two to tattle
Finding themselves on an unknown shore
They fought for their freedom once more
Chains again around their neck and hand
They felt helpless in this foreign land
Putting their hope in a man of law
A bit of hope they eventually saw
Overcoming their past hysteria
They would find justice in America
Because they were sold illegally
America ended up setting them free
Finding their freedom again at last
They hoped to put behind their horrid past
Now that the story has come to an end
Their courage and bravery we must commend
It was their freedom they fought to defend
But it was on God they had to depend
Porque el cuento de “La Amistad”
Had to be, in the hands of God
Once upon a time
In eighteen thirty-nine
A cargo ship filled with African slaves
Sailed its way through the Atlantic Waves
Captured by slave traders from Spain
The boat fought its way through thunder and rain
Each slave, bound by a chain
Endured endless amounts of suffering and pain
That ended up making them go insane
But one young man in particular
Decided he could no longer suffer
Having endured the most abuse
He was determined to break himself loose
This young man, by the name of Cinque
Along with all the others was Mende
But he alone was most determined to find a way
With the ship still at sail
He scratched at the floor with his bloody nail
And with determination to prevail
From one wooden plank he removed a metal nail
The ship being shoved around by the waves of the sea
He used this nail as a new-found key
To break him and all the others free
After having picked the lock
Their captors were in for an unbelievable shock
Immediately grabbing weapons and supplies
They seeked revenge for all their endless cries
Continuing on through the harsh conditions of the Atlantic
Everything on board the ship suddenly went frantic
Being captured more than twice
The throats of their captors they sliced
Fighting for their lawful rights
And seeking revenge for their many unbearable nights
Unable to handle any more
They fought a long violent war
After this horrendous battle of blood and gore
They cleaned up the dead bodies that remained on the floor
But now that all their fears and worries had vanished
They kept hostage the two leaders of the Spanish
Now that they ruled the ship alone
Their only wish was to go back home
Day by day the floors of the ship they roamed
Wanting to go back to their homeland of Sierra Leone
The name of the ship where these slaves trod
Is known as “La Amistad”
After the victorious attack
They knew one thing for a fact
They really needed to find a way back
Because of the supplies and food they lacked
But even though they won the fight
They were headed for a gruesome night
The hostages they spared at battle
Ended up being the two to tattle
Finding themselves on an unknown shore
They fought for their freedom once more
Chains again around their neck and hand
They felt helpless in this foreign land
Putting their hope in a man of law
A bit of hope they eventually saw
Overcoming their past hysteria
They would find justice in America
Because they were sold illegally
America ended up setting them free
Finding their freedom again at last
They hoped to put behind their horrid past
Now that the story has come to an end
Their courage and bravery we must commend
It was their freedom they fought to defend
But it was on God they had to depend
Porque el cuento de “La Amistad”
Had to be, in the hands of God
By, Daniel Gehm
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