Colors on a painting
Let you know what the artist is feeling
Green,yellow and blue
Make you feel happy too
Black and red
Let you know he wished
He were dead
Close your eyes
And tell me what you see
Nothing it seems
That it the most beautiful color to me
It is all the colors of the world
Mixed in your mind
I am not a painter nor a writer
I'm just a young negger
With he mind of a wild dreamer
You may think am color blind
But why when you stare at me
The only thing you're able to see
Is not the true me
But the color that god put on me
The blind man can't see me
Therefore he cannot judge me.

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