Black Is The Song Poem by George Samuel

Afrique Music and song
A refining radiance in the sun
The windows of the wind are bless
When the black skin blow bliss
We are the picture

Painted on the skin of other cultures
The elegant tattoos of love
Beautiful just like where we evolved
We have survived the sting of racism
Liberated from the pandemonium of sexism

No longer called slaves of the world
Of divers colors our stand is bold
Like kings of the jungle
Afrique voices tingles
Over all the ends of the earth
No more victim of racial death
We are free