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To be a black poet and asked to write
Colorless vibes is as if to bid I and I sable poets
To again sing ivory songs in a strange land:-
From the blackness
Of the tar soup of life
Come I and I:
Writing out of the green color of the land of Jah!
Writing from the yellow glow of the shining sun of Ra!
Writing with the red ink of ancestral blood…write I and I!
Ah so we stay—ebony-hued poets of color—
Writing perspectively of you and mi; us; I and I:
Jah forbid that we—I and I—should ever write a lie:-
