[I REMEMBER GEORGIA]
DEDICATED TO Danica Nichole Worthy...
THE MUSIC...
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YOU REMIND ME OF DAYS OF SUMMER IN GEORGIA...AS I GREW IN THE LIGHT WHICH FILTERED THROUGH THE LAYERS OF THE OZONE...ON THE LOVE OF QUEENS.
THOSE SAME QUEENS WHO TOILED ALONGSIDE THE MEN IN THE FIELDS TO PUT A MEAL ON THE TABLE FOR HUNGRY CHILDREN...FIGHTING AGAINST A SYSTEM OF OPPRESSION.
THE WOMEN WHO SANG IN CHURCHES AND BROUGHT TEARS TO THE EYES OF A BOY WHO SAW LIFE A LITTLE DIFFERENTLY...DREAMS OF A WORLD AWAY.
WOMEN WHO RAISED MEN FROM THE ASHES OF BOYS...ROUGH WAS THE ROAD THAT THEY TRAVELED.
COOKING FOR THE WHITE MAN IN THE DAY...TAKING CARE OF HIS CHILDREN WHILE WE HAD TO FEND FOR OURSELVES ON THE LESSONS THAT SHE TAUGHT US IN THE NIGHT.
"DONT OPEN THAT DOOR IF EVEN JESUS COMES KNOCKING... HE WILL UNDERSTAND."
FRIED GREEN TOMATOES AND POTS OF COLLARD GREENS...FRIED CHICKEN PILED HIGH TO THE SKY.
A PECAN TREE IN THE BACKYARD THAT WAS MY FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE...AS I SAW THE ROADS OF OUR CREATION...RED CLAY AND MUD.
WOMAN YOU HAVE A WAY OF REMINDING ME OF DAYS OF SUMMER IN GEORGIA.
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