Put to memory that you were a slave
Because freedom was hard won and
Don't forget there was hard work,
Doubt, fear, and faith of provision
Made to God for your release,
Remember that you were a slave
To someone else's whims and wants
Then you are able to know the power
In choice, the scars you carry mark
Every abuse, every hard thing you
Endured yet did not kill you, inner
Strength made you survive day to
Day uncertainties, so remember you
Were a slave, so you treat others fairly,
That you give to them out of what you
Have been given, knowing it is on loan
And not your own to possess because
Possession is what almost took you
To the grave and now you are free
To give to those who are slaves