Cellmates Page #7
And all other sorts of "isms,"
When I roused the great crowds of hundreds
Under the glow of a burnin' cross.
Memories came back to me like a flood,
Like the Rio Grande when it break out its banks
And invades the East Texas plains
With wondrous force.
And when the flood of memories placated,
I could see clear as day. The cause that laid in front of me.
The cause that laid in front of me.
I started to write. Fire and brimstone,
Like I used toback in the heydays.
I wrote the United States Justice Department,
The labor unions, Members of the senate subcommittee on labor,
The Governor of Texas, local papers,National publications, and even a few
Of the liberal elements up in Washington.
I wrote on behalf of every fence hopper,
Wetback, and four footer serving time at Low Lee,
Each and every one of them
Who was ever arrested by a corrupt law enforcement,
Wrongfully convicted of a crime by a crooked justice system,
Who was ever imprisoned by a two-Faced,
Profiteering warden driven by greed.
I wrote on behalf of them slandered, degraded,
Beaten down,
unjustly imprisoned souls
Who had not given up on America.
I wrote until I used up every word I ever knew.
===ryanon==
Well, if it ain't Leroy Lowe.
Have a seat.
These? Aphids.
Aphids infiltrated my fields and destroyed my entire crop.
But let's move on to a different topic, shall we?
You may be interested to know that the Justice Department
Has just announced..
a full scale civil-Rights
investigation here at Low Lee.
Into farm labor practices.
They speculate that I violated
The Civil Rights of farm workers working in this institution!
How do you like them beans?!
Me, Merve Merville,
upstanding civil servant,
Accused of violating Civil Rights.
Ain't that somethin'? Yeah.
I've also been informed that the labor unions are planning a march on Austin
To demand the release of certain inmates here at Low Lee.
And the Governor just called me and demanded my head on a plate!
The liberal media has decided to take a break
From the coverage of the Gubernatorial Election
To find out all they can about these so-Called
Civil Rights Violations!
And do you know who they quote as being the source
of these slanderous rumors?
A certain individual
by the name of Leroy Lowe,
Inmate number 24994
of Low Lee Tuna prison!
- Oh, that.
- Yes, you son of a b*tch, that!
- I was just doin' what you instructed me to do.
- You what?!
If I remember correctly, it was you who told me
I should become a contributing member of our society.
And i figured what better place
To start contributing than right here.
You filthy, feculent piece of scum!
You have destroyed my reputation and squandered my name!
And i'm gonna make damn sure that you spend every last moment
of your time here...
in hell!!
Before warden Merville was dragged to court
To face charges of unsavory business practices,
He made sure I toiled in that potato field
Every day for the remainder of my sentence.
I tasted that bitter dirt on my tongue
And felt the sting of the desert sun on my back.
And for the first time in my life,
I felt like a true, bona fide White Knight./i
It was like I finally earned that name
I was given so long ago.
And even though I didn't understand
A single darn word she wrote me,
I saved that blessed correspondence
And each and every other one I received
from that day on
Like they was a treasure made of gold.
The last letter I wrote, was to the Grand Kleagle
Had found a new cause and moved on,
And that I sure hoped Ratt Sloan had found happiness
Down in Paraguay with miss Loretta Gale.
And on a hot August day in 1979,
I walked out of Low Lee as free man.
That day, I walked away from Low Lee,
Away from the klan,
Away from everything I ever knew,/i
But it didn't scare me one bit.
Because I knew my way...
South,.
to the other side of the Rio Grande,
To a small border town called Deseo.
Lah abis, kumpuan pitih sibu surang!!! XD
Subtitle by:
ryanon
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