Monday, July 31, 2017
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THE SHARECROPPER' DAUGHTER
THE SHARECROPPER' DAUGHTER.
If she were real she would have a lover and his name would be something like a HERB. He would seek her company only after the twilight lights hang long but just as the sunset. She would have a place behind an old ramshackled barn where they to meet to embrace and talk of "being together".
She would be twenty year old and still at home as most of her peers would be, They would all reside on bottom land but work hard at the soil rich fields where they worked for some wealthy land owner. All their dreams would be bottled up in anguish yet they would were the smiles of contentment for whites who would not care for frowns.
She would love to push
herself upon Herb and his ruffly hewed fabrics would scratch her breast
ever so coarsely. He would hope for the day when he could afford a white
shirt and enough to buy some candy for her,. But their dreams would be
deferred....because she would be
THE SHARECROPPER'S DAUGHTER
THE SHARECROPPER'S DAUGHTER
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