Jim Crow

Do this research on the Jim Crow Laws :

Read the poem by Lewis Allen, inspired by the picture below, then listen to Billie Holliday’s song.

STRANGE FRUIT

 Southern trees bear a strange fruit
 Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
 Black bodies swingin’ in the Southern breeze
 Strange fruit hangin’ from the poplar trees

 Pastoral scene of the gallant South
 The bulgin’ eyes and the twisted mouth
 Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
 Then the sudden smell of burnin’ flesh

 Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
 For the rain to gather
 For the wind to suck
 For the sun to rot
 For the tree to drop
 Here is a strange and bitter crop

Source : Musixmatch Songwriters : Lewis Allan Strange Fruit lyrics © Edward B Marks Music Company, Marks Edward B. Music Corp.