My mother did force me to live inside my head, inside books, inside the Academy. Of course I wanted no part of reality. This bitch , "selling pussy out both draw'legs!", working a part time job , her regular job, flimflams and running scams, still hollering "broke".
"It is 'cause you don't live right dawthur."
"Fuck dat living right shit! It is root hog or die po'!"
My mother never listened, my mother never won either. She squandered every gift GOD gave her. Yes, she did think she was the one person able to come to this earth and fool GOD, fool his people , do as she pleased, never repent and just die.
That can't be done.
Yes, Martha could have repented. She chose not to, preferred her insane coon act to the end. So be it.
"Sink or swim. I left sixty-five acres of land, a house, a pond, vineyards and orchards, and a tobacco allotment to you niggas. Do wid it whut you want. Jest don't sell THE LAND!"
Of course all that land ended up in the hands of "whites". Was that racism? Exploitation? Human greed, justice, tough luck, a lack of love and caring? Are we cursed?
My family may be cursed. I refuse! I reverse every curse, every course of evil laid before me, before my blood kin, before the righteous. It is all in Divine Order. Martha never had any power or any sense. She was ignorant just like granddaddy said.
Racist people are stupid. "Come ye out from among them."
Praise the LORD!