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Ancient Negro Secret
I tried to told you
Just plain out
But I don't know
What I be talking about
So he burn you
That'll learn you
Na you setting here ta pout
I know'd it doe
I seen't it coming
'Stead him tending his bid'ness
He was bunfumbling
See, what don'g come out in da wash
Will come out in da rinse
You'on know what I be meaning
But it'll make sence - directly
Ain't no need cryning
And gitting mad just be a waste
Life just sunt you a lil taste
Gone ina bafroon and fix yo face
You's another day smarter tis all
So keep proud - stand tall
Sometime GOD send blessing
in lessins
'Sides dat ole bumstead ain't done nutin
But learnt you sumptin
You be alright
Ain't no sense having a ruint night
Na come on to suppa
And 'member
Me and GOD luv ya
I am not used to the
I am not used to the vocabulary, but I thought your write here is amazing. The reader has a great sense of the cultural difference and this cultures use of language and their way of dealing with misdemeanours, swinging from the scolding to affirmation of love at the repentence of a crime. Lovely, so emotinally detailed this poem. Just loved your poem.
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I love this............
the vernacular is amazing. It reminds me of the characters in Edward P. Jones' book The Known World. He wrote that so beautifully. It was like you were sitting in the slave shack and listening to the characters talk. That was how well he wrote the phonic way that they spoke. Your poem is just as amazing but just so more modern day. Impressive really nettajack, truly!
sincerely, Melissa Lundeen