Lucinda Cayton Price expired of natural causes from an ongoing terminal illness April 5, 2015 at home. She left behind three children and a grandchild. A mother and four siblings. She was a gifted writer, ex specialist for the U.S. and received two ( never before earned) Star Accredidations for the Mind. There will be a three day wake in Glenford Ohio's standing church and ashes will be spread at Hopewell Indian Fort in Glenford. She left her memoirs and her best never seen work to her children. Some under the name little bird.
Categories:
hopewell, absence,
Form: I do not know?
A tell dem mark the day, mark it here well
Mark it from Sprigfield, Flagstaff and Hopewell
Mark it like fire in Mafoota bush, mark
Shettlewood burning in slavery's hell.
I hear the children crying in the spark
I did not plan that, just a ringing bell
If only I knew 'bout collateral
Damage then, I just want them ring the bell
Free men ought to plan their own funeral:
So on yonder gallows put me to die
And mark the spot where brave men for freedom
Lie. We with Gentile ropes to crucify
Are not afraid, nor deterred, this freedom
From Negril to Morant Point shall ring
And Africa's host their triumph's song shall sing.
Categories:
hopewell, political, men,
Form: Verse