The Moonlit Road - All God's Chillun Had Wings

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With that, that girl slowly rose to her feet and just kept on risin' and risin' and risin'. And before you know it, she was flying high over the cotton f! ields. And that baby that had been crying all along, was just as quiet and calm as could be. The other slaves looked at one another, and even though they were tired beyond measure, there was a sudden glimmer of hope in their eyes. The old man called out in some unknown tongue, "Kuliba --- Kuliba!"

As if obeying his command, the workers dropped their bags full of cotton and raised their arms to the heavens, and faster than you'd believe, they too start started to slowly rise off the ground until they were all hovering right above the cotton field. Now Ole Massa Jessup and his over seer didn't know what to make of all this. "I don't' know what kind of African hoodoo you're trying to pull here, but all of ya'll better bring yourselves back down here, a'froe I take this whip to ya." With that the slaves rose higher and higher until they were nearly out of sight.

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The overseer and Ole Massa Jessup started towards the old man, with that whip ready to give him the lashing of his life. But all at once the old man let out a sound that sounded like it came all the way across the water from Africa. Then he too rose into the sky as fast as could be. He began to mumble something in an unknown tongue right at Ole Massa Jessup, and then he laughed and laughed. He caught up to the others and they began to sing and clap their hands, and flew off into somewheres where I can't even imagine. Not one of those slaves was ever seen again.

I hear tell there's a few of us that still have the ability to fly, we just can't remember how it's done. But if ya'll ever run across one of those flying' folks, let me know. I'll be the one hovering right above your imagination.

- THE END -

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