Sodom, South Georgia

Papa died smiling wide as the ring of a bell

Gone all star white, small as a wish in a well

And Sodom, South Georgia woke like a tree full of bees

Buried in Christmas bows and a blanket of weeds

Papa died Sunday and I understood

All dead white boys say, "God is good"

White tongues hang out, "God is good"

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Papa died while my girl Lady Edith was born

Both heads fell like eyes on a crack in the door

And Sodom, South Georgia slept on an acre of bones

Slept through Christmas, slept like a bucket of snow

Papa died Sunday and I understood

All dead white boys say, "God is good"

White tongues hang out, "God is good"