I studied evil, I can’t deny,
Was a hoodoo charm called a Love Me or Die.
Some fingernail, a piece of her dress,
Apocathery, Devil’s behes’
I will relate, the piteous consequence my mistake,
Fallin slave to passin desire,
Makin’ the dreaded Love me or Die.
Against a Jungle primeval green,
She had the looks of a beauty queen
No bangles or chain, wearin’ broken shoe
Seventy-five cent bottle perfume.
I said, “Good mornin”, I tipped my hat,
All the while I was cunning like a rat,
Smilin gaily, looked her in the eye,
I felt in pocket, the Love me or Die
My past history, one to behold,
I studied magic from days of old,
Membership, secret societies,
Power and wealth in my family
But Matilda, Darling,
Why you don’t take my wedding ring,
Like a demon under the floor,
I buried the hoodoo down the back door.
Lawd, word broke through the town,
That a fever strike Matilda down,
Nine thirty, the doctor arrive,
Priest come runnin, quarter to five.
Standin in the weeds early next day,
I saw the meat wagon rollin away,
I seen Matilda layin in the back,
Her old mother wearin a suit of black
Sound the trumpet, and bang the drum,
I wait for me judgement to come,
I know her spirit is down beneath,
I hear the weepin and gnashing of the teeth.
Flames of Hell licks at my feet,
In the shadow of the Jungle I feel the heat,
Matilda’s waiting in Hell for me too,
All cause she died from a bad hoodoo.
-C W Stoneking: Love Me or Die.
دوشنبه، آذر ۲۰، ۱۳۹۱
When I am doing someone a favor I have not been asked for, I am doing myself a favor. Of course I have every right to do myself a favor but at least I need to have the curtsey to not expect anything in return.
جمعه، آذر ۱۷، ۱۳۹۱
Freedom is one horrific lie, for a man is never free of being a man.