Black man
By nhamo
The earth created meFrom its bowels I emergedPure and black like Sunday morning coffeeI pay homage to my ancestorsFrom them, I feed my black soulI walk the land like a black lionMy skin radiates like a black jewel from the heart of mother earthBehold!, the secret creation in the garden of EdenThe champion of hard livingThe companion of the benevolentThe Four Corners of the earth has felt the power of this draconianMy seeds are sown the world overI cause dyslexia in noisome misanthropesDark as nightOctober red, misprison blood shot eyesMy memoirs will be read by clergies to comeI occupy the middle and center like Capricorn at noonI open up and let you share my mesh like flowersOf a mesmbryanthemum.This dark skinned man is true to where he comes from. Written November 29th, 2001 © on Nov 28 2001 11:35 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"The earth created meFrom its bowels I emergedPure and black like Sunday morning coffeeI pay homage to my ancestorsFrom them, I feed my black soulI walk the land like a black lionMy skin radiates like a black jewel from the heart of mother earthBehold!, the secret creation in the garden of EdenThe champion of hard livingThe companion of the benevolentThe Four Corners of the earth has felt the power of this draconianMy seeds are sown the world overI cause dyslexia in noisome misanthropesDark as nightOctober red, misprison blood shot eyesMy memoirs will be read by clergies to comeI occupy the middle and center like Capricorn at noonI open up and let you share my mesh like flowersOf a mesmbryanthemum.This dark skinned man is true to where he comes from...."