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Speaking of which...
This is one of my favorite poems. I agree with it 100%:
Who Can Be Born Black?~ by Mari Evans
Who
can be born Black
and not
sing
the wonder of it
the joy
the
challenge
And/to come together
in a coming togetherness
vibrating with the fires of pure knowing
reeling with power
ringing with the sound above sound above sound
to explode/in the majesty of our oneness
our comingtogether
in a comingtogetherness
Who
can be born
Black
and not exult!
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