The Grapes of Wrath
And we don’t know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Well, that kid's been a-cryin'in his sleep an'a-rolling in his sleep. Them folks thought he got worm. So they give him a blaster, an'he died. It was what they call black-tounge the kid had. Comes from not gettin'good things to eat.
Poor little fella.
Yeah, but them folks can't bury him. Got to go to the county stone orchard.
Well, hell.
And hands went into pockets and little coins came out. In front of the tent a little heap of silver grew. And the family found it there.
Our people are good people; our people are kind people. Pray God some day kind people won't all be poor. Pray God some day a kid can eat.
And the associations of owners knew that some day the praying would stop.
And there's the end.
~ i think this broke me just a little bit.
much gratitude sent sibs way for lending me the book....im almost done!
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Well, that kid's been a-cryin'in his sleep an'a-rolling in his sleep. Them folks thought he got worm. So they give him a blaster, an'he died. It was what they call black-tounge the kid had. Comes from not gettin'good things to eat.
Poor little fella.
Yeah, but them folks can't bury him. Got to go to the county stone orchard.
Well, hell.
And hands went into pockets and little coins came out. In front of the tent a little heap of silver grew. And the family found it there.
Our people are good people; our people are kind people. Pray God some day kind people won't all be poor. Pray God some day a kid can eat.
And the associations of owners knew that some day the praying would stop.
And there's the end.
~ i think this broke me just a little bit.
much gratitude sent sibs way for lending me the book....im almost done!