Rainbow Rings
I've been told
Children of the sun
Are as black gold
Stolen
Sold
Some wonder why they run.
Some were burned
Some have paved long roads
They've smooth rough paths
These images of God.
Black Mammies, white lips
What buffered lives so sweetly?
Why some grew and rose with tricks
Is beyond my comprehension.
Have you seen
History's wheel turning?
Rainbows grace far and wide
They do hold firm
Like aged rocks; some glitter.
But I've been told
Us earthlings are the same
Our innards fixed by God
A fountain of red
A garden of variegated colors.
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