Black God

Open closely your silent soul

To this sound of grief

Sealed with awful relief

Tell me, are you truly black?

At the tunnel of me, lies—

Holy Sins and naughty decency 

On me, War and peace matrimonies 

Smiling just to please the airy

Why made me a future gazer

And a past lodger

Why made me like a Vantablack

Just to make me a slow runner

Tell me, are you also black?

Why then did you create the wars

my kids are feeding on?

Heed not a dogear to my grief

Black God, Why?

My six brothers are all white

You single me out raw black

I can't compose my exile anymore

Close wide your outer soul

Shuttle it down my cheeks

Wipe away the grief on me

Let me shine brighter than my brothers.

Wale Fidel~(HolyPoet)

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