With but my black skin only Standing in as accreditation This young African wholly Credentialled in representation
Away from abundant sunlight To the excess of snow His excellency in one might Myself I had to show
Some kids did ask out loud Why is your skin so dark? My heart within would pound Yet my rage I had to park
Do you live on trees? Another kid one time asked His voice I sought to squeeze He asked to know he asked
Yet as time allowed to learn And our cultures we shared Each other we did yearn Most of our fears we burned
Our Lord God made us all With each endowed within At end we all stood tall Much love it all had been
Mauston, Wisconsin 1978
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