"...I am ready, I am ready, I am ready...I am fine..."
the heavenlies did choose them young
and granted gifts of holy kind
since earthen songs were never sung
they sought out caves of flesh confined
and what emerged was something new
odd creatures wearing disparate skin
with hearts that beat for holy view
encased in flesh carved out for sin
though man be colored certain ways
most black and white with none between
these creatures hue was timed for days
when souls will seek uneasy green
~Moses
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