By Amberdawn Collier

Perched on a hill, under skies of blue,

is White Rose Hall, overlooking its vast fields.

Walls are covered with ivy, white roses peek out at you.

This once great hub of cotton and Southern gentility

now lies in ruin. The locals won't go near it.

Legend has the place is haunted by angry spirits.

They say the master indulged heavily in spirits

He would drink until his eyes turned a hazy blue

then stumble out of the house, searching for it.

"It" was the young pretty slaves laboring in his fields.

His wife watched from the window, then drew the curtain of gentility.

Master stopped in front of a new one "I want you."

The girl kept her head down. "Now! I said you!"

He pulled her close, she gagged on the smell of spirits.

Angry now, she was thrown down -- for slaves, no gentility.

Each thrust tore at her soul. His pleasure left her yellow and blue.

Closing her eyes, she strained to hear the songs from the fields.

He slapped her ass to signal he was done. "Go now -- move it."

Other slaves whispered, "Oh Mistress is gonna let you have it!"

Master would ask, "Have you enchanted me? I need you."

The girl could feel both sets of eyes watching her in the fields.

The fortune cards had warned her future was full of bad spirits.

She sat in her corner, shaking, lips tinged blue.

Her stomach now swelled, paying no heed to gentility.

Mistress was angry, childless and through with gentility.

She knew about the girl, decided to stop it.

Mistress ran into the night, lightening streaking the sky blue.

The girl suckled a new babe, Mistress screamed "I'll kill you!"

The baby cried at the noise, the room filled with spirits.

Taking the baby, Mistress ran to the house, past the fields.

"You slept with a nigger from the fields!"

Master looked up from his evening port, all gentility.

"You forget your place, woman. Have you been possessed by spirits?"

Mistress ranted, "Don't you try to deny it!"

"I deny nothing. What's the matter with you?"

"Husband, this brown baby has eyes of blue!"

Spirits gathering, Mistress walked to the fields.

With an air of gentility, she quickly killed it.

The baby now blue, she whispered "That's the end of you."