Strange Fruit

Diana F+ Arista B&W 400

“Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.”

Strange Fruit-Preformed by Billie Holiday, Written by Abel Meeropol

Strange Fruit is a powerful and dark song, especially when sung by Billie Holiday with her haunting voice. It was first released by Billie in 1939 and is considered the original protest song. Its three short verses are a amazing juxtaposition of beauty and hate, telling the ugliness of lynching in the South.

Southern trees bear a strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black body swinging in the Southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant South,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh,
And the sudden smell of burning 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 a tree to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

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