Thirsty
Thirsty
I could tell right away he was up ta sum thin.
I could see it in doze beady eyes!
His wordz were smooth in a snake like sorta way,
my pappy says heze city smooth.
He don't look like nobody round here,
he wears dat fancy tree pieze suit
wit dat gold watch in da pocket.
He pulz it out and swings it on its gold chain,
I tink he hipnotize folk...
Dat first day he come,
he come in dat big caddy.
Oh she a beauty,
cherry red a glistenin in da sun.
All dat dare Chrome reflectin back our dirt.
Boy dat fella knew how ta make an entrance,
he look like sum movie star outa da magazine.
Folks round here were impressed,
if I tell da truth I don't blame dem.
Deeze ain't sophisticated folk,
dey are shake yo hand keep yo promise folk.
Boy dis fellow like ta shake doze hands,
yad tink he was da President!
When he smiled da ladies all near passed out,
but I tink it were da fellas dat mostly swooned.
all intoxicated by iz big wordz,
mind ya all da rounz he bought added to da mood.
He sayed da railway is a comin,
just tirty milze down da road.
Wit it, a factory an all kindz a jobz!
Now jobz in a place like dis,
dat is music ta da earz,
prosperity in da land a dirt.
Now folks here is poor,
mosta demz just got dare farms.
Da farmz ain't done good fer near on five years,
wit da drought come da thirst
Dis fancy fella pour da water in fronta da eyes,
oh dat water sure look good!
He got land on which ta build,
but da people is poor.
"No problem" he says
"I'll give you mortgages on your farms."
"I can start building your new homes right away."
Next time he bring da banker,
da people line up ta sign da paper.
2 hundrid in all.
Now dat a lot,
cause dare only 201 farmz.
Me and pappy we da only ones dat hold out.
Not da we rich,
we tirsty too.
We just don't like owing folks,
so we watch an see.
Doze houses go up fast fancy an new
Da women folk can hardly wait ta be movin.
No more dusty roads,
all nice asphalt streets
But sum dreamz ain't meant ta be!
Therze a big hole were the factory spose ta be
and we ain't seen any tracks been laid.
Den Da bank start ta want dem mortgage payments.
One by one da bank start ta take da farmz.
All da good people load wat little dae got
in da back of dere trucks and move away...
All dats left is me an pappy.
The fancy man he come ta see me,
offerin me a whole lotta money for dis here land.
I had sumtin special planned for him out in da barn.
I hung him like da watch hangin from his gold chain!
I kept da watch as a souvenir,
ya never know when ya might want ta hypnotize sum one
Pappy and me,
we buried city smooth in his cherry caddy.
Strange ting nobody come lookin for him.
Mindya da bankers came an offerd a whole lotta money.
It seems we were all sittin on black gold.
Now pappy and me we made a deal,
we wanted all dem dare houses tirty miles yonder.
Also dat factory built an dat dare railway right troo da centre a town.
Dem nice bankers agreed an da deal was done.
I dint shake dare hands,
I thought it best ta rely on paper!
"In the news today two hundred families move to new homes just thirty miles outside of Rainsville. A multimillionaire formerly from Rainsville has offered the families free homes and a job at his shirt factory. The factory is expected to start operations in three weeks time."
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016
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