What was done in the dark ...

has finally come to light.  Yes, this truth is horrifying and revolting.  However, every word is true.  I remember the day that my mother and her 2nd husband piled us in their huge Oldsmobile and drove for hours and hours seeking this famous "root worker" some where in North or South Carolina.

I was 8, my brother 9.  They didn't take us into the run down clapboard shack sitting way out in the sticks some where. I knew they were seeking this "Two Headed Doctor" because they were excited and talked about it as we drove down winding dirt roads, very narrow,  the tree limbs scraping the car windows.  Yellow flies, horseflies , gnats and mosquitos  followed us.  Some how they knew these two buzzards were seeking the Queen buzzard.

Those two buzzards left us in the car for hours waiting for them to return.  They returned grinning, gleeful.  Martha was the happiest of them all.  I remember asking my mother;"What did she say?"

My mother; "She said you two niggers were out here fighting in the car!"  Stunned my eyes locked on my brothers, terrified, because it was true.  The whole time they were gone we were hitting, slapping and teasing each other out of sheer boredom.

Wait, my story does not end there.  Shortly there after I was drugged and savagely raped by my mother and stepfather.  (I will not tell my brother's story because it is not my place, today. )

All the pieces keep falling into place.  My mother, this simpleton, this barbaric ignorant slut bucket , thought she found the answer to all her prayers.  She refused to serve GOD sincerely, just pretended to.
That certainly explains why she was such a malicious bully.  Why she fiercely believed she could be married to a tall handsome much younger man.  Curse him like a dog,  keep a filthy house, not wash, not put in her teeth, continue to screw her 2nd husband, maintain an illicit relationship with a man in his unit (many years later he would become her 4th husband), sell a little pussy on the side,  be Madame Watson, and sit up in the chief seats of Wesley Chapel A.M.E. Zion Church every Sunday.

That explains why she could beat us savagely, starve us with disgusting "meals".  Grits and grease, pinto beans, just pinto beans for months on end.  No cornbread, no biscuits, no rice or any other  vegetable.  No meat, other than the fatback she boiled them in.  No Cool-aide or soft drinks, not even sweet tea.

Now I know what gave her the courage to declare every day of our lives; "I keep you black muthaf***** ass holes open! …I will cut yo' muthaf******* balls out! …Say sumpin!  You black muthaf**** better not ever tell a muthaF****** thang dat go on in dis house!"

We didn't.  Well at least they didn't.  I would slip up and tell my granddaddy some things and my mother would abuse me. " You goody two shoes!  Yo' mouf run lak goose shit by the moon light.  You always running yo' fucking black ass mouf!"

I told you, satan will never slam another door in my face!  No demon in the grave is going to hold me down or hold me back.  I refuse to be ashamed of what those two buzzards masquerading as human beings did to me.   I am very proud to say I refused to attend both of their funerals.

Jesus said; "Let the dead bury the dead!"  If you think Martha Jane Walters was ever a good person , you are dead spiritually and mentally.  If you think you had to attend some witches funeral crying crocodile tears, knowing full well you are glad that beast is finally dead, you have some issues you need to attend to immediately.

"What is done in the dark shall surely come to light."  GOD does NOT lie!  Trust Him! Love HIm! Depend on Him with  all your heart.

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 1, 2014   All rights reserved.]