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The Web Poetry Corner - J. M. Hallett - %C3%AF%C2%BF%C2%BDTwas Black We Was (Old Soldier%C3%AF%C2%BF%C2%BDs Lament)

%C3%AF%C2%BF%C2%BDTwas Black We Was (Old Soldier%C3%AF%C2%BF%C2%BDs Lament)

by

J. M. Hallett

"We rose above Ebanezer, I think, but still_
Young scalp-taking fool
He abandoned the farm and grew teeth
Shark’s teeth, in rows of three - always bloody
But sometimes just being a patriot is not enough
Besides, in those days, when it rained, it poured
No mere drizzle back then, no siree
And we were far, far beyond the red
Or the white, or the blue
When we raped and strangled the young girls
Then massacred all
When we burned those villages
‘Twas black we was - soul’s black as coal"

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