...

Southern trees bear strange fruit

Blood on the leaves

and blood at the root

Black bodies 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

Then 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 the trees to drop

here is a strange and bitter

crop