Wisdom of a Negro “Poem”

A negro walks towards me like some Messiah

He took off sleeves of his shirt and present his bare naked arm

His dark skin and flesh and bones he offered

He then told me to present my bare naked arm in the picture we were making

He thus spoke

“Cut my skin off with a knife and see what color is of my blood and same as yours?

“We bleed red” he said again

We are one humane race no matter how we divide ourselves based on religion and culture

We are one humane Race he kept on repeating

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