"That's My Momma!"

I always hated that song.  Along with Sadie and Topac's Dear Mama.   Not that the songs are not beautiful, it is the fact that I knew I was deprived.  I knew my "mother" did not approach the women these men sang about.

My "mother's" favorite excuse and "go to"  was; "I did the best I cud! …well fuhgit it 'den! …I can't take it back!"  Then automatically remind us  of how black our pigmentation was , how sorry our daddies were, how sorry,  lazy, no count and ungrateful we were.  How we were nothing but lying beggars and we should be glad she tolerated our "…worthless black ass *******!" 

GOD alerts us in (His) Word; the evil one will take silly women captive.   My "mother" was a silly woman, visiting graves, every "root worker" on the south eastern coast.  Martha played "intelligent and refined" when it suited her.  On Sunday or when she was trying to impress a particular group.  Otherwise she languished in  just being another gutter rat, defying her father, smearing her family name, GOD's name.

Unfortunately when you stoop low enough to brutalize and maul small animals as a small child, the world will read about you one day.  Your kind of evil can only be hidden for a certain amount of time.  Then one day it will explode suddenly like a can of beer left  in the back window of a hot car.   The evil doer will finally go too far.  Her very victims should come out of their self-induced comas at some point, one day,  I pray.

If you hear "Know ye the Truth" ;  enough times in your life, it should eventually register.

I know Almighty GOD has a purpose and a plan for my life.  I am resuscitating that little brown girl, born weighing only five pounds.  First crib,  a dresser drawer .  Abandoned in a whore house.  A tiny innocent child born into the "clutches" of an evil, sick,  demented woman.  I will heed the teachings of my grandfather, Jerome Walters, a great and wise man.  A true patriarch, a true Christian! A man she hated simply because she was jealous of him.

If you knew Martha and happened to be smarter, better looking, had more money, came into good fortune, seemed to be weak, lonely or needy, that succubus Mathy Jane was going to get you.  Shoot you dead in your pleading heart and never so much as grunt.  But she would laugh.  She would never help anyone on this earth.  She had some pretend love for you, some plot designed to ensare you,  just so she  could have some carnage to point at  and laugh.

If you never knew Martha Jane Walters or any one like her, count yourself lucky.   Exposing imps like my "mother" is a monumental task but I am going to do it!  With the help of The LORD Jesus Christ , the world will know of you and your tactics.

Bow down satan!  GOD said No!

Praise the LORD!