Beautiful Costume
Sadness is a beautiful costume
Made of african cloths
Sewn with lines of sadness
Which I wear everyday
Along the years
If other clothes
I had to wear
Why in stress only
Would I empty myself completely?
When I go out to the street
Brown curly my hair
Smooth dark my skin
Beneath the beautiful costume
Of african cloths
How many of you know the pain that accompanies me?
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