The marks of the back-ripper whip,
fear in every breath,
time now to rise and fight!
Moa wishes that Tacky’s plan was quiet, but the 14 year old has seen too many fellow slaves worked to death in these Jamaican sugar cane fields or whipped for anything, like mentioning Midgewood who escaped from this plantation or talking about the old Akan ways and gods.
Three days from now – might be soon enough for young Hamaya since no slave can defend herself against their brutal overseer.
Can they kill all the white people on Easter Day so no one can warn the other plantations?
Can they tek the good foot across the green mountains and capture Fort Haldane?
Will Moa and his friend Keverton survive long enough to fight tomorrow?
“De blood will remember!” is the cane warriors’ cry.
Tacky’s leadership in 1760 is recounted in books and family stories, especially in St. Mary’s parish where Trinity and Frontier plantations once watered the fields with the blood of the enslaved. By the author of Home Girl (my review here).
When injustice is known, how can we answer with bravery?