The Little Girls of Birmingham

“The Little Girls of Birmingham”
The little girls of Birmingham sing,
in their grandpas’ arms forever:
“Will there be a time, no struggles then,”
and the angel grandpas sing: “Never, never
Never, never,
No struggles never.
The little girls of Birmingham
all sparkly from stardust,
Look down on earth and shake their heads,
Sing: They will never understand us,
Never, never,
Never, fornever,
Understand us ever,
The little girls of Birmingham,
the four of them our daughters,
Our tears fall on their broken bones,
The waters turn to River song:
River, River,
River, river,
Neverlasting river,
The little girls of Birmingham sing,
In their aunties’ arms forever:
“Will there ever be no fear?”
The aunties whisper: “Never, never,
Never, never,
Struggles last forever,
Never no fear, ever,

About Eugene Jones Baldwin

I am a writer: non-fiction, fiction, journalism (Alton Telegraph), essays (The Genehouse Chronicles) and have a website: I've published a couple dozen short stories and had eleven plays produced. Current projects: "Brother of the Stones" (available on Kindle), a book of short stories; "The Faithful Husband of the Rain, short stories"; "A Black Soldier's Letters Home, WWII,;" "There is No Color in Justice," a commentary on racism; "Ratkillers," a new play. I am an avocational archaeologist and I take parts of my collection of several thousand Indian artifacts (personal finds) to schools, nature centers, libraries etc. and talk about the 20,000 year history of The First people in Illinois. (See link to website) I'm also a playwright (eleven plays produced), musician, historian (authority on the Underground Railroad in Illinois, the Tuskegee Airmen) and teacher.
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