

A Benevolent FatherA Benevolent Father Narrative of the Life of an American Slave Owner Brendan MeehanA Benevolent Father
My name is Thomas Hezekiah Moses Henrich Smith. I was born on the banks of the St. Mary’s River in Southern Maryland. I was born into a family with very little but the knowledge of how to survive on wages that were unfit for decent white people. My father was a fair man, however brutal at times, and he taught me how to be a decent and hardworking man by the edge of belt. Children, like slaves can often only be effectively instructed physically. I had no brothers and sisters, and my mother died when I was very young. My father and


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I ventured out Out over the glass With sludge in my brain And fear in my hand Ankle deep in foam Waist high in shame From where I was standing No one could see He had to stay back And I didn’t care Because she was asleep And dreaming of lies Smoke poured from my lungs And danced in my eyes He said they were free And ours to take Big bulging pockets And hiding in cans So I came back Overcome by fear The darkness behind me And now inside
The Non-Biker
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"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain temporary safety deserve neither liberty or safety." -Benjamin Franklin, 1776
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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Emerson
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