What is a central theme of phillis wheatley's "on being brought from africa to america"?

The central theme of Phillis Wheatley's “on being brought from Africa to America” is where the African American slave fits into the grand scheme of things.

Explanation:

On Being Brought From Africa to America is eight lines long, a single stanza, four rhyming couplets formed into a block. The speaker begins by declaring that it was a blessing, a free act of God's compassion that brought her out of Africa, a pagan land. This appreciative attitude is humble acknowledgment of the virtues of a Christian country like America. Despite the hardships endured and the terrible injustices suffered there is a dignified approach to the situation.

In line one, the speaker says that it was great luck that she was brought from Africa (the 'Pagan land') to America. In lines two through four, she says that coming to America introduced her to Christianity, which has brought her peace and salvation that she didn't even know she needed.

In lines five through six, the speaker says that some people scorn the African races, saying that their dark skin is a mark of inferiority or perhaps even evil the 'diabolic die' refers to a taint by the devil. Lines seven through eight conclude the poem with a strong command for Christians to remember that Blacks can also become spiritual and educated and that they are just as worthy of a place in society and in heaven as whites.

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