CANDLELIT CHRONICLES: HISTORIC HAUNTS

April 5 556 word count

On the play,


3 scenes, 6 pages. Into Act Three, but I expect some of the scenes in Act Two will need to be reversed into Act One, so I will actually at this point still be in Act Two.





Had company all day (the grandkids's stepgrandmother) and because of that, spent the day outside reading and listening to her. Finally finished a library book but that means it's now 9 PM and I'm still over 1000 words short of my 2500/day.





Just to get in the mood of the play (and upcoming novel Book Three of The Yoruba Series, which will be closely based on the events and characters of the play OBAX AND THE NIGHT-RIDERS here is a portion of my 2008 poem, which is quoted in part a few times in the play, as the Night-Riders' motto:





                   

“The Confederacy Never Died





         {The Pendulum’s Swing}





Hey, fellow!


You know the Confederacy never really died?


No! It never ended,


Just buried deep


Down in the clay it’s waiting


(chuckles)


Waiting-the form and the beliefs


And yes-all the important men involved:


Lee and Davis


Calhoun and Stephens


Stonewall and JEB


Oh, yes


They’re all there you know


Waiting


And you know why?


Because they know!


They know the Confederacy never really died!





(The Pendulum Swings)





Deep in the Bedrock of Southern Soil lies


The heart of the Confederacy


Buried deep beneath Southern Skies


True to heart and true to right


Wandering through the Endless Night


Our day will come


One day will come


And the South is gone rise again





(The Pendulum Swings)”

Here's the poem in its completion:

The Confederacy Never Died  (13+) Alternate view of history #1383225 by Cobwebby Space Reader Reindeer

“The Confederacy Never Died





         {The Pendulum’s Swing}





Hey, fellow!


You know the Confederacy never really died?


No! It never ended,


Just buried deep


Down in the clay it’s waiting


(chuckles)


Waiting-the form and the beliefs


And yes-all the important men involved:


Lee and Davis


Calhoun and Stephens


Stonewall and JEB


Oh, yes


They’re all there you know


Waiting


And you know why?


Because they know!


They know the Confederacy never really died!





(The Pendulum Swings)





Deep in the Bedrock of Southern Soil lies


The heart of the Confederacy


Buried deep beneath Southern Skies


True to heart and true to right


Wandering through the Endless Night


Our day will come


One day will come


And the South is gone rise again





(The Pendulum Swings)”

Po’ white, trash white, lookin’ down,


Step on backs of black and brown.


Call selves better, call selves right.


Must have someone to step on tonight.


Southern economy built on pain


Righteous might wreaks gain from pain


Bottom of the totem


Black and brown


Just above them po’ and trash


Beyond them stand middle-class


And then


Upscale masters


Them’s rule it all


Buried in the bedrock


Pitch as night


South’s gone rise again


As well it might





(The Pendulum Swings)





Bigots black and bigots white,


Bigots wrong and those not right,


Always argue always fight,


Never see what is or right.


Never forward, always back.


Never future, always past.


Never work, but always laze


Always critical and never praise


Never future, always past.


In this one thing they right


The South IS gone rise again


As well it might.





(The Pendulum Swings)