I know it was the BLOOD!

Yes , and old mongrel Jezebel whore drug me to Church every Sunday for twenty-one straight years. A fake, a ravenous wolf, a demon plagued whore. A woman with no morals, not one.

Why? To fool others, to maintain an appearance of godliness that she lacked and frankly did not want.

Martha was angry, the most irritable,  hateful , vengeful, spiteful ,jealous woman I've ever known.

 I loved going to church with her. I loved the good music, the good food and the good "preaching".  Plus , I was guaranteed at least eight good hours of her being on her best behavior.

Why did she really go? She hated every one in Wade Station with a passion. "Old talkin' niggers!"

My grandfather had sixty-five acres of prime farm land, a huge rambling house, paid for , no mortgage THAT HE GAVE HER, PUT IN HER NAME!

So,  why did she choose to live in Fayetteville, just twelve miles away?   What was she trying to hide from, escape?

The noise, the rumors, I heard them anyway. The ladies of Wesley Chapel whispered very loudly around me. "Common as bat shit!"

I was five years old and told my mother what they said. Martha roared!  Became unglued, unhinged! Was incensed! Cursed loudly , accused them of jealousy because she was "yalla", had good hair, would have passed for white if not for her "nigger nose".

When I was eight I found out my uncle was really my brother. Martha lost it, went ballistic! Declared how much she hated that nigger that had never done anything but ruin her life.

So, why did Martha attend that church every Sunday for years and years? Did she go to show of her fine , long luxury automobiles, her trademark Cadillac? Her furs? Her fine raiment?  Why did she deliberately dress all four of us in rags? Why were we smelling like mold and mildew from our thrift shop clothes?  Why were all of our new shoes second had, runt-ova?

She told us it was our color. We were all black ass bastard niggers and we better be glad that she didn't flush us all down the toilet.

Why can't I stop testifying, telling, spilling the beans, dishing tea? Because the low whore refused to apologize.  She knew better. I told her often, she read it and knew it; we can all enter into the Kingdom even in the last hour if we repent of our sins.

No, Martha chose to curse me like a dog, instructed me to not piss on her grave when she was dead.  Martha you were the vile predator! The evil incestuous pedophile. You were the one that murdered your own daddy and called it suicide.

For some reason Martha actually believed she was brilliant enough, cunning, covert  and sly enough to use GOD against the people of GOD.  What a fool!  Yes, Martha dug up a ton of dirt in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost, sprinkled it on every one she secretly hated.

Look at that orange menace in the White House doing the exact same thing, throwing up gang signs, white power signs , actually dumb enough to think he is going to win.

My mother had an insatiable jealousy against me. It is obvious tRump has a hatred against former President Obama that he can't satisfy.  Yes, the mongrel is so ravenous, so eaten up with deep racism and envy he is willing to destroy the entire world,  just to prove his white skin makes him better.

Relax, it is not going to happen.  And the good thing, truly the greatest blessing, all the fake Christians have been found out. Yes, tRump persuaded all of the racist rats and roaches , that it was safe to come out of hiding.

Wrong move.  No, it is not too late.  You can repent. Do so quickly because time is running out.

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"