Black
Black!!
The connotation of the word 'Black', differs with the context of a conversation,
Objects are classified in color not humans,
therefore am not 'Black' but am an African.
I look in the mirror with words lingering inside of my mind;
We all born sinner yet we innocent till proven guilty. Something is not making sense.
Do you wonder why people define us, in color?
I guess the question remains unanswered...
We are all different, but our difference is the same
In the eyes of the Lord.
That's why a fellow brethren is a brother or a sister to me.
Thank you!!!
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