Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees…
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Posted by: Shark-Fu
In remembrance of those who lost their life due to the violent hatred of others.
Strange Fruit was written by Lewis Allen and made famous by the fantabulous Billie Holliday.
Southern trees bear strange fruit.
That’s right, I said enough.
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root.
I am sick and tired people casually discussing lynching another person.
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze.
First there was an anchor from The Golf Channel joking about lynching Tiger Woods and now there is The King of Rancidity, Bill O’Reilly, debating whether Michelle Obama has earned a lynching.
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.
Pastoral scene of the gallant south.
It is time for people to unite in a zero tolerance policy for this shit.
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth.
Records show that 3,437 black people were lynched in America between 1880 and 1951. That number does not include all homicides because lynching is defined as any act of violence inflicted by a mob upon the body of another person which results in the death of the person.
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh.
Lynching has never, is not now and never will be anything but the act of a mob murdering a human being.
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.
The noose has never, is not now and never will be anything but the hangman’s tool.
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck.
Lynching is not a joke.
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck.
Hanging a noose is not a prank.
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop.
Threatening to lynch someone is threatening a violent death by hanging.
Here is a strange and bitter crop.
Shark-Fu practices the fine art of bitchitude at AngryBlackBitch.com.