Been In Black Poem by KOMBE SAKWE KOFI

Been In Black



Black, messenger of sadness,
Black in tears, black for the business,
Victim of manipulation and misconceptions,
Dreams of Joseph ever worth than gold,
Ushers smiles to farmers, dark clouds above,
Why you call it black?
Roses can be red, yes, velvet can't be blue.

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