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November 24, 2006 at 4:25 pm
Sandra Laing
This is the story of Sandra Laing
The girl the government came to blame
For breathing in her skin
For holding up their shame, for showing up
their sin
Church bells rang throughout the pretty town
No one saw the girl was golden brown
Suckling of her mothers’ milk
Cradled in a tattered dress of baby virgin silk
The infant child seemed quite all right at first
But very soon the bitter bubble burst
In every knowing way
She awoke an echo throwback from a dark and damning day
Her upright parents tried in vain to hide
The shady shadow lurking in their pride
In a land where white was right
In a place where shame was shrouded by the
loneliest of nights
They banished her to a distant boarding school
Where teachers thought they taught golden rule
Expelled and all alone
No longer welcome in the heart of her distant mother’shome
Sandra Laing got married to cheap wine
Heard it said she wrestled closing time
On and on it goes
Until her dance with death she’ll be dancing on her weary tipsy toes
Horror story living in a place
Crowning glory loving of a race
Cunning use of the Name
Leering through the naked blinds of colored human shame
I’m told I’m told the land will heal in time
I feel it feel it ringing in this rhyme
What was is now behind
I pray for universal peace and love for all humankind
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ps: Eric, please do not include me on any mailing lists – thankx, number 9
November 24, 2006 at 4:35 pm
Tx number 9.
Have a great weekend.
E
July 17, 2007 at 9:44 am
Satellites gone up to the sky. Things like that drive me out of my mind.I watched it for a little while. I love to watch things on TV. Satellite of Love. Satellites gone, way up to Mars. Soon it will be filled with parking cars. I watched it for a little while. I like to watch things on TV. Satellite of Love.
October 22, 2007 at 5:25 pm
When I was a boy of fourteen my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.