never knew I was a slave
never understood what color meant
all I knew was I played with master matthew’s chillum
and his kinfolk chillum from sun up to sundown
mistress Ellen master Charlie’s wife she send Solomon to my mama
while mama fixing the cornmeal mash
and dumping in scraps from the big house
Solomon say Timbe ole massa wants the gal fetched up to the manor
lil miss Gloria wants her play-date
so hurry piggy along with that mash
Timbe ain’t that troth empty yet cause I got a mornings worth of beatings to give
always niggers to be chastised round here
niggers don’t know a good thing till I slap they back to remind them
that’s when mama come pull me way from the troth
go play she say and don’t go to getting
massa Charlie’s chillun in no trouble either you hear gal now get
fore Solomon light fire
to yo sit down spot Nima she say go on with Solomon
that’s how it was day in and day out
I was to keep mistress Ellen’s daughter Gloria quiet
so, mistress, Ellen can enjoy her chocolates
that massa Charlie have sent to her from France
and she’d line the walls with boxes of chocolates and looked like more and more were coming everyday waiting to be stacked and eaten
mistress Ellen sit by the window of the big house justa licking her fingers clean
looking out over the fields of niggers working moaning singing
getting beat and dropping dead on their feet like Asetewa the first
a wise old pure African woman who was everybody’s teacher
when it came to remembering what it was like to be left alone
without a massa Charlie or mistress Ellen, she was where you went to listen
but when Asetewa the first died
nobody remembered how to tell our story how to fill in the gaps
time mistress Ellen see Solomon dragging me forth
she swing open the window to yell down
Solomon fetch that pickaninny here quicker hey boy
Gloria is restless and that nigger gal Malindy’s breast done plum give out
she needs to play till another nurse can come to feed
hurry with that gal
got to get miss Gloria’s mind off her hunger pains
move it boy fore I tear into yo ass myself
and you know missy Ellen is more than capable
I know my way round a whip hey Solomon
we all knew mistress Ellen was worse on niggers than any overseer or driver
one time a nigger nurse pleaded with miss Ellen to let her
save some milk for her own baby
who was sick and hot all over
getting thin nough you could see his bones starring back at you through its skin
that gal got down on her knees begging mistress Ellen
just a little time for my own baby
so he could have a chance to live
truth be told Gloria is as plump as a piggy herself but
they taken to calling me piggy
any which way missy Ellen laugh and spit in the gal’s face
then she reach for her bible and slap the gal till she fall over
crying and begging for mercy in the dear Lawds name
and miss Ellen reach down and she look that gal straight in the eye
then she say the god of this bible ain’t on call to no niggers
so don’t throw god in my face
you heathen you don’t know god
and god don’t want nothing to do with you
god is white and he love the south and the work we doing
god want you to believe in the cross
just don’t touch it with your dirty black hands
niggers ain’t in the bible cause niggers is the kind of sin
you whip till it goes back into the earth
got to slither away got to die in them fields for redemption
you want to feed that boy of yours’n then feed him
that’s when she squeal for Solomon and the biggest knife he can muster
a sharp knife and her chopping board
she keep squealing Solomon Solomon
and he come running and then she have him hall that gal into the
dining space put her breast on that chopping board just one Solomon
she screams as Solomon holds the gal in place
then the knife come down and that one breast that no longer
belongs to the nurse gal is held high above us all
and miss Ellen go over to her favorite window she swings it open
and screams niggers breasts belong to me
not to their chillum and not to the pickaninnys what walk around with them attached
the nurse gal’s cries were so scary
I ran and hid but kept an eye on missy Ellen
who laughed and told Solomon to hold that gal up
then she forced the nurse gal to look at her
missy Ellen held her face toward the nurse gal’s eyes
now take this and give it to yo boy
but the other one that still is on you that breast is Gloria’s and hers alone
then she tell Solomon to take the gal to one of
them African healing women to be dealt with
she left me with the job of cleaning up the blood
before it stained her house
and what you know she went right on back to her chocolates
then she turn to me make sure piggy
you keep Gloria quiet
cause your mistress is awfully tired
do a good job and there may be a biscuit in it for you
but if that gal of mine so much as coos too loud
and the noise of it hits my ears
your ass is ole enough to feel the whip
and then I might just let my nephew have his way with you
you nine and he twelve
time he work off some steam
then she laugh and reach for a damp cloth
to cool her throat
now go gal and hush my chile far away from me
that’s the time I knows it I knows it
I was a slave and the fun I thought was fun
was work it was my field and nobody
cared if I was happy
just as long Gloria was tended too
ole piggy was the nigger with the baby mistress
who needed to behave
but seems this time that baby was hungry and nothing
I did would quiet her so missy Ellen came
to beat me with a smile she took masters belt
and swung at any part of me she could reach
then she send for Jefferson her nephew
he took me to the shed and he treat my body
like it was older than it was
and I never told nobody how I became more than a gal
my belly just started growing
and I was slow to the troth
alla sudden out comes a baby white as massa’s cotton but with my lips nose and hair
I didn’t love it so I smothered it one night when it wouldn’t stop crying
mama and daddy bury it
without a question
we lie to each other
I say I musta slept on it
mama say the earth will understand
she say since I didn’t plant that baby
it shouldn’t be my charge to tend the crop
god knows what’s best
god knows
mama say
give it to god and we leave it at that