Surely her words still ring true as we fight the current situation of Modern Day Slavery/Sex Trafficking. Plase find her poem "Free Labor" below:
By Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
I wear an easy garment,
O'er it no toiling slave
Wept tears of hopeless anguish,
And from its ample folds
Shall rise no cry to God,
Upon its warp and woof shall be
No stain of tears and blood.
Oh, lightly shall it press my form,
Unladen with a sigh,
I shall not 'mid its rustling hear,
Some sad despairing cry.
This fabric is too light to bear
The weight of bondsmen's tears,
I shall not in its texture trace
The agony of years.
Too light to bear a smother'd sigh,
From some lorn woman's heart,
Whose only wreath of household love
Is rudely torn apart.
Then lightly shall it press my form,
Unburden'd by a sigh;
And from its seams and folds shall rise,
No voice to pierce the sky,