Freedom In Frederiksted by Richard A. Schrader, Sr.
- Mark Dworkin
- Aug 31, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Jan 3
Come, all you people
Of these once Danish Isles
Come, celebrate that happy day
Of long ago in Frederiksted.
Blow the conch shell,
Ring the bell.
To the whole world the story tell
When Crucian slaves freed themselves
in Frederiksted.
Bold, defiant, eight thousand strong,
They marched through town
Shouting “Tedey! Tedey!
Ahwe freedom must come…”
Blow the conch shell,
Ring the bell.
To the whole world the story tell
When Crucian slaves freed themselves
in Frederiksted
“Twelve more years,” said the King,
“And you will all be free.
But first children, then mother and father.
I am trying my best, you see.
I can’t go any faster.”
“He must be crazy!” cried the people.
How could picknee ever be free
Before their mommy and daddy?”
Blow the conch shell,
Ring the bell.
To the whole world the story tell
When Crucian slaves freed themselves
in Frederiksted
To General Buddhoe, Moses Roberts
and Martin King,
We give endless praise.
But we must never forget
Queen Agnes, Queen Mary and Bottom Belly.
Blow the conch shell,
Ring the bell.
To the whole world the story tell
When Crucian slaves freed themselves
in Frederiksted.
From Richard A. Schrader, Sr’s book
“if the gobi tree could talk”
