Write a poem about slavery.

Here is a poem from Fredrick Douglass.

When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful

and terrible thing, needful to man as air,    

usable as earth; when it belongs at last to all,    

when it is truly instinct, brain matter, diastole, systole,    

reflex action; when it is finally won; when it is more    

than the gaudy mumbo jumbo of politicians:    

this man, this Douglass, this former slave, this Negro    

beaten to his knees, exiled, visioning a world    

where none is lonely, none hunted, alien,    

this man, superb in love and logic, this man    

shall be remembered. Oh, not with statues’ rhetoric,    

not with legends and poems and wreaths of bronze alone,

but with the lives grown out of his life, the lives    

fleshing his dream of the beautiful, needful thing.

the rhetorical devices that he used in "common sense" are syntax for his sentence structure and pathos for his emotion against the british unfairly treating the "americans" and logos of what documents that what happened to the pilgrims when they had the mayflower compact and how that the british were wanting to have one religion but the compact said for any religion to be accepted.

she is outspoken and direct