Here and there the lie
scattered like tinny twinkling diamond
adorning our boulevard
with sight provoking attraction
In battalions they evade our vicinity
with shapes like sculpture work
carefully chisel in meticulousness
to set mankind medula ablaze
with gorgeous black skin
like an artistic painting
portraying the true image of African dynasty
they glitter when the morning sun smiles on it
once negro spoke of river
but now its speaks of it beauty
its speaks of it heritage
it seat observing varieties in it African origin.
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