A great house was to be built near the home of their master,
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a wealthy Maryland land baron.
As he possessed scores of horses and mules,
along with dozens of negroes,
he'd be handsomely paid in pounds and shillings,
in return for their labor.
n. Big Bill
would unload wagons and carts, dig, hammer, lift and tote.
During July's heat, his horses were watered well.
His negroes were extra-rationed, too.
When November's rain turned to sleet,
blankets were brought to cover his horses.
His negroes were allowed to warm their frosted hands,
with fires made from discarded wood.
Following long cold days of labor,
they were fed bowls of broth, with ham hock bits
and pieces of crusty bread.
Little Moses wiped Spring's mud and filth from his master's boots,
before being sent to fetch young Lily.
Pretending to be a great black cat,
like in stories told by ole Miss Winnie,
he ran to Colored Creek.
There, Lily waited, fresh bathed, wearing clean hemp.
It was Tuesday, which meant a visit one mile away.
As her master touched her, she leaned forward.
Closing her eyes, she gathered her favorite flowers-
trumpets, blue bells, little hats, fragrant blossoms
and twigs of lace.
When he finished, she let them go,
reopening her eyes.
Before returning home to his gravid-with-child wife,
their master produced an apple from his jacket.
Handing it to Little Moses,
he instructed him to go straight back to Colored Creek with Lily.
While they walked, Little Moses shared his apple with Lily.
They could hear echoes of
lugging, pounding, pushing and pulling.
Taking his hand, Lily began to softly sing in distant tongues.
This day Little Moses felt happy, strong
..and freedom's house was built.
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2 Dec 2011