I Am of Clay Dirt Mud Spirit Soul and Blood-
I am yet but one of the colors of the rainbow I am a shade;
I am but one color of the rainbow I am wonderfully made;
God has covered my spirit soul with the skin;
Tougher than air made of the soil;
There are three skins of different colors;
One's blacken brown;
And the other tannish red;
And one the color of the sun the fruit peach;
All of whom are my brethren;
We are made of clay and dirt;
But for what we are;
Many colors and shades of clay dust and dirt?
God has made us
Spirit, soul, dirt and mud;
7/28/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2021
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