Amelia A. Allen-Ray
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Life's full of complexities, never knowing how or fully understanding
the reasons for mere existence. There must be a purpose.
sh!-sh! hush I tell ya, don't say a wurd, membah naw, id whut'n me who tole.
all I know iz whut dey tell me, an' dey tell me de gal had dat chile
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Mood Indigo Blue serenades the social scene as quiet coffins sleeps,
A family like atmosphere of chatter and chuckles, from friday
through sunday...and sometimes in mid-week, meetings are held at Rhue's place. Clinking glasses of Crown Royal, Hennessy and Rum, to
smokeless cigars, and snapping suspenders...stomp on heels of
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Lick, lick, lickety, lick, de cat licks from de spoon—Lob, lob-lob,
lob, lob—Pots boilin' of knuckles n' greens in de early afta noon. As mama would say in an ole' foke rhyme—"boil dat cabbage down,"
"boil dat cabbage down, ain't got time fa foolin' gal, "boil dat cabbage down." Just a slab of poke fat, a pinch uh salt here n' there—bit of shugah
n' peppah tu taste, creates uh perfect family affair. Serve uh mess uh baby bass, n'sweet patatuh by de side—n' possums always best, stewed or baked, but nevah fried. Lick, lick, lickety, lick, de cat licks from de spoon—"Git down from
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Roots Of A Tree
Life's full of complexities, never knowing how or fully understanding
the reasons for mere existence. There must be a purpose.
sh!-sh! hush I tell ya, don't say a wurd, membah naw, id whut'n me who tole.
all I know iz whut dey tell me, an' dey tell me de gal had dat chile
ova 30 yez ole', an' a prittie lil' thang yeh, as prittie as can be.
naw whay he be, I don' know. say he took 'um a wife, lef long time ago.
whut I du know iz, whuts done iz done. babie jane bone, claim de
granmammy, an whut she nuw.
naw de bed been laid in an' id done maid, an' de stakes stackd high,
a prittie price been paid.
but id ain' nut'n nuw, dis stuff heh so ole' as gole, membah de storie
tole back in Beulah, up de hill on massa Kendrik's ole' place, fo' our
airs wuz free. massa, de missus, an' de in law maid tree, dats haw babie lou got tu be.
but id don' much maddah no mo', cept'n doez who care tu know. cuz anutha
seed been planit, an' de root done sprawdid intu a beaudiful flawless tree. done blossum intu full matuidy. du tu de impahfeckon of ids
nadive kin, an' dats de nakid truth.
an' de tree haz rizen an' id shall rize agin' an' agin'. az long az Gawd be
ids creadah. cuz widout Gawd de Fawtha, no man, no lan', no islan',
an' no seed tu plant a tree, wud eva eggzis tu be.
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