~Tara Lyn Dobie, NE4~

My mother bore me in the southern wild,

And I am black, but O! my soul is white;

  The little black boy has internalised conventional messages about black and white. The second line indicates that he has learned society’s message that white means good and innocent.

White as an angel is the English child,

But I am black as if bereav’d of light.

  The third and fourth lines re-instate that he shares society’s view that it is heavenly to be white; angels are close to god. Her feels like he has been given a harder lot in life in being black, that he has been denied the light of God.

My mother taught me underneath a tree

And sitting down before the heat of day,

She took me on her lap and kissed me,

And pointing to the east began to say:

  The illustration from the first plate shows the African mother explaining to her son, presumably already a slave; it is of innocence. The mother teaches the son to look ahead to a world to come rather than trying to transform this world through vision.

Look on the rising sun: there God does live

And gives his light, and gives his heat away.

  With the light and warmth being given to the white man, thus making it appear as though God favours him.

And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive

Comfort in morning, joy in the noon day.

Join now!

And we are put on earth a little space,

That we may learn to bear the beams of love:

And these black bodies and this sunburnt face

Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove

For when our souls have learned the heat to bear

 

The cloud will vanish; we shall hear his voice,

Saying: Come out from the grove, my love & care,

And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice.

  The child’s mother consoles him with a vision of a better life to come, away ...

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