Ragged pieces of the Confederate Flag Dipped in blood still smoulders upon The basement floor of Mount Zion AME Church.
A White man in 'Blackface' Adorned in the KKK’s uniform Waves his right hand in the air, Once the crowd ceases talking, He opens the meeting by reading Job 2:1-7 And the group of men and women respond with laughter.
“These niggers are nothing like Job,”
“Kidnapping, enslavement, and lynching clearly hasn’t been enough for them,”
“As long as we have Monkey Obama pushing his legislation to appease the American people, we have nothing to fear.
Their so-called leader has turned his back on them.”
“And who allowed a Black man in the White House anyway?-“
“SILENCE!” Commanded the lonely Black man.
“Hey nigger, you show some damn respect when you address your superiors.” “Yeah, we n da middle of a war here. Ain’t no time for some monkey uprisin'.”
The man in 'Blackface' motions his right hand towards the creed, The crowd repeats the allegiance to the cause:
LONG LIVE WHITE SUPREMACY!
“Hey Uncle Tom, can we get along with this meeting? Gotta get home to my wife and kids.”
The man in 'Blackface' welcomes Father Joshua to the front for his portion of the meeting.
“I am delighted to see almost everyone here tonight, Long live white supremacy, The only time of the month where we allow ourselves to utter these very words For it is important to clothe our behavior with popular terms such as WASPs, American government, and Fox News-“
Everyone erupts in laughter.
“Now I will not give much attention to the stupidity of our young comrade Dylann Roof, but I will say that a job well done is a job well done!
These youngsters just have to remember the most important rule, NEVER GET CAUGHT!
For Christ’s sake, we have senators, policemen, and generals to make our jobs easier That young lad got too excited, And now we have moved forward in the war During a time when we were not clearly ready.
But do not worry! For our weapons are worthy enough to bring us victory.
"NEXT ORDER OF BUSINESS........"
Who shall I thank for setting fire to the Glover Grove Baptist Church in Warrenville, South Carolina?”
Eyes look everywhere around the room.
“Oh, now don’t be shy, We here must praise the work of our comrades.”
One man speaks up:
“Sir, no one has said anything cause no one set fire to that church In fact, we have no clue how that fire started.”
“WHAT??!! But it was on our list for that day and time. What about College Hill Seventh Day Adventist Church in Knoxville, Tennessee?”
“Yeah, we did that sir. And Briar Creek Baptist Church in Charlotte, North Carolina, And God’s Power Church of Christ in Macon, Georgia, But, we have no idea who did Fruitland Presbyterian or Greater Miracle”
“WELL WHO IN GOD’S NAME IS BURNING THESE CHURCHES THEN??!!”
Mary, a seven year old girl, wakes up In her Princess and the Frog bed She looks at her window As she usually does when she wants to gaze at the stars and moon. Her favorite night was when the moon was red However, this night was different Because of the thunderstorm.
She usually runs to her parents’ room, To hide from the lightning Instead she sat up and watched the sky.
In the distance, the Mount Zion AME Church illumined briefly, Beneath the brilliance of the lightning dancing above it. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning strikes the building And it bursts into flames, She watched as the building burned down to the ground, And prayed that her pastor was not in the basement on this night.
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