STRANGE FRUITA Poem by EMMIE
Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the popular trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter cry -----BILLIE HOLIDAY------ LINK TO B.H'S PERFORMANCE OF STRANGE FRUIT. POWERFUL! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4ZyuULy9zs © 2011 EMMIEAuthor's Note
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