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Now what color am I she asked, black?
Black is the color of the midnight skies
and the back of a Raven
and the sound of death's cry.
I look in the mirror
the mirror says brown
but they told me black
is that a fact?
I have one sister the color of honey
the other the color of iced tea
are they still black
or is it just me?
My brother is tan,
like the color of cardboard
Is his tan black?
Should this be ignored?
Black is red, brown
honey colored, iced tea
banana, chocolate mousse
midnight skies that me.
Black is so many shades to see
but most of all
black is beautiful to me.
About the Creator
Lady Tolbert
Music and poetry are embedded in my soul, and in this space I get to let you take a peek inside of me. I hope you find something that makes you smile, ponder the meaning of life, laugh, cry, shout, kick up your heels and dance. ENJOY!!
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