by Malcolm G. Turner
black is the color of night;
the darkness escaping the reach of light.
black is the pit from pole to pole,
but Black, my brother, is in the soul.
black is the earth's rich soil
from Gaia springs life and endless toil.
black is the pigment that sets us apart,
but Black, my sister, is in the heart.
black is the shade of Original Man,
Adam, eve, and the Creator of man.
black is the color of infinity and time before time.
but Black, my people, is a state of mind.
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