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Pity on the Working Man’s Soul

Kendra Horvath

October 23, 2009

Humanities 30

Mr. Kabachia

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Pity on the Working Man’s Soul

Leaving behind a loving wife and three beautiful children, the late John Davis is lost, but not

forgotten. Born February 3, 1902, John had been centered on a farm all of his life. Not only was he a

good worker around the farm, but he was also a good, kind-hearted man…

Oh hell! Why does the preacher man keep playin’ me up like that? I ain’t any good, kind hearted

man! I gone and stole land from actual good, kind-hearted people, not that it was any my doings, but

damn me for doing it anyways. The look on those farmers faces when I gone and tore up their land is still

hauntin’ me while I’m rottin’ here. I saw angry faces, sad faces, hard faces, an’ all I could do l was try to

explain myself and give em’ reasons why I was doin’ it. I’d tell those men about my wife and kids, and

they’d shoot back at me with their own problems with their wife an’ kids. Then I’d tell em’ that I got to

make an honest livin’ for myself and they’d just scoff an’ tell me I ain’t makin’ an honest livin’, just a

livin’.

At the age of 18, he met his wife Barbra and saved enough money to start up a farm of their

own. John was very helpful within his community, helping build houses, fixing wells, and just lending a

hand whenever needed…

Preacher man’s right. I built those houses. I fixed them wells. I lent my hand when it was asked

for. I also tore through the houses, broke down them wells, and I denied my hands when those men

needed it most. My life was even threatened once or twice when I’d get to near to a house with my

machine. Not that I didn’t deserve it, but it ain’t my fault I was doin’ it. Them som bitches from the bank

told me to plow anything that got in my way. Sad thing is, I put all of that hard work into them buildins’,

tore em’ all down and never thought twice of helpin’ again to build em’ back up.

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Along with being a helpful, John had a strong-willed, morally driven being. He regularly attended

church with his family and participated greatly in church events. By learning from God and other

wonderful teachers throughout his life, John learned to develop and stand up for his beliefs…

Now that statement right there is a blatant lie. I lost my tongue when it came to those bastards

bossin’ me around. My heart told me to stand up for them tenants and not to take the job, but my mind

said “shut up! Don’t be a damn fool and keep yer lips pressed!” My wife wasn’t much help either by

tellin’ me to take the job. I love er’ to death but she was a greedy wench. Her best friend was run outta

town and she didn’t even blink, let alone shed a tear. “We need the money,” she’d say, “so don’t go

getting’ yer conscience all in a muster about this whole business.” Couldn’t voice anything with them

muzzling me and that will eat me up worse than the crawlers in my coffin.

John was a good man, John was a helping man, and John was a moral man. He may not live on

this earth anymore, but he will forever live on in our hearts.

May God rest his soul,

Amen.

Yeah, may God have pity on my soul.