‘The Rails, Some Hemp, and A Hanging’
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‘The Rails, Some Hemp, and A Hanging’
I heard the birds singing and chirping. I saw the flowers and blooming blossoms on the trees. A beautiful spider was mending her web as a wondrous green frog leaped from one leaf to another…
~ ‘A livin man, a livin man… I wants to be a livin man.
In all da world, he moves around, he walks around, he turns around…
I sees each tree, I reads each vein, I hears each worm upon each leaf…
The buzzing flies, the splashing fish, they moves around this livin man…
A livin man, a livin man – I want to be a ‘Living Man.’~
These invaders, these usurpers, these Black-defenders who have confiscated our properties…must all return to their northern domains and domiciles or die. We have made and taken great lengths and efforts to drive them out. They will not relinquish our belongings…they will lose theirs!
Cowards and subordinates have taken the places of my one time friends and neighbors. They have cravingly crept into running, hiding, and collaborating with the disciples of the leader of reform, abolition, and reverse slavery for white land owners and the young’uns. I sir, will not allow it, not at all. Someone ought to put a bullet in the head of that tall and long bearded charlatan in that ‘White-House’ Capital of theirs!
I will fight them to my last breath. I will spit on thee and kill thee upon sight of your blue coats. Bounties have been imposed on you white folks who hire, save, utilize, employ, and/or hide any Black run-away slaves or so-called Union Soldiers. I will kill them, and kill them until I can kill them no more. I will shoot their horses, cook their dogs and livestock…and hang anyone who interferes. Their buildings, houses, transportation, bridges, and trestles are game subjects for the targeting of my wrath and abhorrence for their tyranny! Resistance will not be futile.
Did I kiss my wife and daughters this morning? I, for the life of Me do not recall. I cannot remember!
The drifting tufts of the smoking hemp are most gratifying… I’d like a pipe-full. My pipe-full...
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‘The Rails, Some Hemp, and A Hanging’
I heard the birds singing and chirping. I saw the flowers and blooming blossoms on the trees. A beautiful spider was mending her web as a wondrous green frog leaped from one leaf to another…
~ ‘A livin man, a livin man… I wants to be a livin man.
In all da world, he moves around, he walks around, he turns around…
I sees each tree, I reads each vein, I hears each worm upon each leaf…
The buzzing flies, the splashing fish, they moves around this livin man…
A livin man, a livin man – I want to be a ‘Living Man.’~
These invaders, these usurpers, these Black-defenders who have confiscated our properties…must all return to their northern domains and domiciles or die. We have made and taken great lengths and efforts to drive them out. They will not relinquish our belongings…they will lose theirs!
Cowards and subordinates have taken the places of my one time friends and neighbors. They have cravingly crept into running, hiding, and collaborating with the disciples of the leader of reform, abolition, and reverse slavery for white land owners and the young’uns. I sir, will not allow it, not at all. Someone ought to put a bullet in the head of that tall and long bearded charlatan in that ‘White-House’ Capital of theirs!
I will fight them to my last breath. I will spit on thee and kill thee upon sight of your blue coats. Bounties have been imposed on you white folks who hire, save, utilize, employ, and/or hide any Black run-away slaves or so-called Union Soldiers. I will kill them, and kill them until I can kill them no more. I will shoot their horses, cook their dogs and livestock…and hang anyone who interferes. Their buildings, houses, transportation, bridges, and trestles are game subjects for the targeting of my wrath and abhorrence for their tyranny! Resistance will not be futile.
Did I kiss my wife and daughters this morning? I, for the life of Me do not recall. I cannot remember!
The drifting tufts of the smoking hemp are most gratifying… I’d like a pipe-full. My pipe-full...
http://boulwareenterprises.wordpress....
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