Is God White Or Black
If you must abhor me,
do hate me for real reasons,
not for my frail skin colour,
I am the Sun of all seasons.
If you must love me,
please love me for no reason,
not for the sparkles of my soil,
I crave a palace not a prison.
Is God White or Black?
O He made the Sun so bright
and moonlight a dusky sack;
same sky swaps day for night.
Is God a pios politician?
Cancer regards not your race,
Fall cares not about red roses,
AIDS spares not a flowery face.
We will burry you in the sky,
just because you are mr White
and before daylight distils
your skin colour will take flight.
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