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Black Genesis

My black skin
Is hewn from the tree of creation
Grown by a command
Of thy gods heart
Such that, each cosmic being sitting in the heavens
Blesses the black skin with numerous talent undiscovered

It fosters all races
Brown, yellow, white
This gives it the strength to raise all nations
It is thrown into a land the dinosaurs once fared
Rejuvenating culture in gods’ ruined playground

My black skin begins
Centuries upon centuries
From the powerful Atlantis
Where core alchemy forms
To the Egyptian pyramids
That pioneers an architectural future

My black skin isn’t a slur. it is a gift
Upon which those with eagle’s vision recognize.

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