<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362916" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Many Years Into Yesterday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the banks of the Mississippi, <br>we fished for catfish <br>with a bent pin on a string. <br>We sat in ragged trousers <br>patched and tied at the waist with string. <br>We watched the paddle steamers gorged with passengers <br>waving as they passed our way. <br>In those summer days of our childhood <br>many years into yesterday. <br>With innocent eyes, <br>we watched the world turn. <br>Saw the sadness in our daddy’s eyes, <br>watched the sweat run over his ebony muscles, <br>and heard him cry in our mammy’s arms <br>when a day’s work was done. <br>We saw the boss man whip him <br>under a blazing sun. <br>Saw the scars on indignation across his back <br>and heard the mournful songs they sang <br>at the closing of the day <br>in the summer of our childhood <br>many years into yesterday. <br>Then the world turned harsh and bitter. <br>At sixteen, they stole your virginity <br>and they also stole my soul. <br>Worked us like cattle <br>from sunrise until sundown. <br>Tried to break our spirit <br>and drive us deep into the ground. <br>The paddle steamers still chugged <br>through the muddy waters <br>as they did in those summer days of our childhood <br>many years into yesterday. <br>With manhood and womanhood reached, <br>we were sold on cattle market day. <br>New masters were found <br>and we were used as breeding stock <br>as our daddy and mammy were <br>in those summer days of our childhood <br>many years into yesterday. <br>My scars of indignation <br>are burnt deep within my soul <br>that they made a rebel out of me. <br>In silence, you will mourn your brother <br>now hanging from a tree, <br>and always remember our times together <br>in those summer days of our childhood <br>many years into yesterday.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">13-14 March 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362916" data-title="Many Years Into Yesterday de David Harris" data-description="On the banks of the Mississippi, we fished for catfish with a bent pin on a string. We sat in ragged trousers patched and tied at the waist with string. We watched the paddle steamers gorged with passengers waving as they passed our way. In..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black