This book I am reading

The last few days I have been flying through a book
So captivated is my attention to the words forming
Images so vivid that the mind keeps on thinking
And wondering about its characters the setting
So saddened I feel towards the content of a slave ship called 'Zong'

And Fred D'Aguiar writes in the pages of Feeding the Ghosts...
"The sea is slavery. Sea water boils in its own current. Salt gives the sea the texture of fabric, something thick and close-knitted, not unlike the fine dust of a barn seen floating in a shaft of light. Sea receives a body as if that body has come to rest on a cushion, one that gives way to the body's weight and folds around it like an envelope. Over three days 131 such bodies, no 132, are flung at this sea. Each lands with a sound that the sea absorbs and silences..."