A Poem by manchilld99

Amid the grand people, places, and occurences written into our history often are forgotten the humble souls within whose stories lie the true lessons of history's "Big Picture."



I done all de work …      


Plowed de mules

Chopped de cotton

Cleared de forest

Lined de track.


I war’nt no trouble

I said yas suh

and no ma’am

I was mos’ a durn good hand.


Given ol’ Marse nineteen  chi’ren …

all boys to work  de fields

‘ceptin’ one onliest daughter 

for de Big House kitchen  ‘n ol' Marse’s bed


An’ when I died

they buried me in de field

b’hind the quarters

under a cypress tree.


I met my grandson today

an’ knowed  then the fruits of ma work

was watchin' his lifeless feets

... dangling from above.



© 2016 manchilld99

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This poem is really good, the old fashioned speech made the poem seem more realistic. Well done, is all I can say.

Posted 8 Years Ago

A story to make us remember, this is a powerful story told in so few words. Such a sad story and well told. Thank you for sharing this poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Wow, very powerful. You have a strong voice and the ending leaves the reader with a lot to think about. I look forward to reading more of your work. 100/100

Posted 8 Years Ago

Very good poem, clear message, well delivered.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is so incredibly, incredibly sad, and invoked with perfect irony and grace for all the pain that's in it. Well done.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I wish this thing could convey a silent nod of the head. This is a great way to portray a small slice of some of the injustice. It doesn't say it all, and it says it so well for that. Thought provoking (hopefully).

Posted 8 Years Ago

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16 Reviews
Added on June 7, 2010
Last Updated on January 21, 2016
Tags: lynching, oppression, segregation, Reconstruction, racism



rochester, NY

I write poems and stories, and have broadcast a blues show on the radio since 1982. I am from Harlem, currently live in Rochester, NY, but have been around. more..

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A Poem by manchilld99