A Blessing But Not a Curse
we are all descendent of
the African man
tribes of hunters and gatherers
we are all God's children
in the beginning
there was darkness and
out of darkness came the light
the seeds are planted
in dark mother earth
Adam was made from
the dark clay first
the hands of God moves
this dark universe and
we are made in the
image of the black creator God
because your dark skin
is a blessing but not a curse
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