Gotta Tell Somebody

( I Never Heard The Blackbird Sing)… At the cow barn that evening he had threatened to tell his father about his brother’s  fake accident, this proved to be the wrong move.  His brother grabbed the tail of the cow behind him while he sat on a stool milking,  squeezed it into a half circle, breaking the cow’s tail.  This was a painful agitation to the cow who began to thrash from side to side.  He was crushed between the cows.  Milk bucket, stool and him all went in different directions.  He was beaten severely by his brother’s manipulation of the cows and his brother never laid a hand on him.  He was dirty and filthy and before leaving the barn his brother sat down on a pile of cow manure  and rolled on the ground laughing to make sure his clothes were dirty and looked the part of being in a fight. 

     Now he was running trying to beat his brother home, because he knew if his brother told his story first he was in deep trouble.  He had to come up with a way to keep from getting in trouble for this thing he had not done.  He had to trump his brother's hand before the hand was played.  Left to his brother’s own devices he knew his daddy was going to whip him for starting a fight with his brother with the “fake” bad arm.   A scheme began brewing in his mind.  On the way to the barn that evening he was daydreaming and admiring the clouds with their beautiful shape and using his imagination, he had seen one that was shaped like a man.

      When he walked into the house his brother was already there getting ready to seal his doom.  He beat him to the punch.

     He blurted out, “Mother I saw a man up in the clouds,” and he said, “come unto me.”  

     His brother didn’t  stand a chance.

    The Spirit of the Lord came upon his mother and between shouting and praising God all she could say was, “Y’all go change your dirty clothes and get ready for dinner.