So. . . sitting in a Boston café
I had a thought about KAFÁ:
Keep America Free Again
because I had just seen a message
about men who died long ago:
To whit:
To the men of Boston
who died for their country
on land and sea in the war
which kept the union whole
destroyed slavery
and maintained the Constitution.
The grateful city
has built this monument
that their example may speak
to coming generations.
So, as mentioned in those last two lines,
their example did indeed speak
to my generation
and to me.
It reminded me of a very old song
that the slaves used to sing
which I included
in King of Soul,
my fourth novel,
to whit:
Oh, Freedom, Oh, Freedom,
Oh, Freedom over me.
And before I’ll be a slave
I’ll be buried in my grave
And go home to my Lord and be free.
So, it is known now that
the prayer of 19th-century slaves
was answered
when the men of Boston
and other men of our USA
went down south
where I come from
and put an end to slavery.
Keep America Free Again.
Never Forget.
Selah
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