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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565077" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My fore people</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565077" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My fore people<br>Birth the spiritual<br>Because God wanted<br>To hear it<br>He said ‘I feel your pains<br>Sang it away, sang’<br>And they opened their mouth<br>And the spiritual rang out<br>Go tell it on the mountain.<br>My fore mothers<br>Birthed the blues<br>Because they knew<br>That life in Americus<br>Wasn’t fair<br>So their souls said to them<br>Lady Day croon<br>Bessie Smith zoom<br>With the blues<br>Strange Fruits<br>My fore father<br>Birth jazz<br>Out of necessity<br>Out of chains around<br>Their ankles<br>They blow the sounds<br>Of the death bell<br>To tell that the struggler<br>Was not in vain<br>They blow jazz from<br>Within and still<br>There was more to give<br>Around midnight</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+E.+Patton">David E. Patton</a></strong></div>