Life in the good ole days was

great, or at least swell,

for the Cleavers in Beaverville,

the fathers in Bestville,

and Barnie n’em in the merry berry

sundown town where

hillbillies could have

armed standoffs with the

sheriff in the morning and

join him for a banjoing, jug-blowing

shindig that evening, but

the maintenance of that myth-making

required the martyrdom of

Harriette and Harry Moore,

who were sacrificed

one silent holy matrimonial night –

slain by priests adorned in

robes of whiteousness . . .

for the heresy

of equality.

*Click here for “Christmassing While Black” part 1.