Black is spaced out.


There is light because of dark,
I was born and will die black,
Also, I am ignored by my dark,
Mighty Earth is placed in space,
But the black has to live in no space,
I was born by humans and separated by humans,
No document says it is for one,
But many histories say we are one,
Also, we forget that we are one.
I don't know how I was born,
I know how I was separately torn,
I did not care for my separation,
I am not scared of my future,
They say," ....you are born wrong, so you are spaced out",
Remember.
The universe has its power,
It will make you stand in the tower,
Or make you feel like a poor.
Seek work, seed energy, seat high.
Read their pain,
Ride in that pain,
Roar your pain.

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