I provided DNA to a Canadian laboratory for a test
I wanted to find my pedigree and if I was from the best
What I found was that I was related to all God created
In particular a certain black lady who lived and propagated
Under a Central African sun such a long long time ago
So that when her extended family finally was to grow
They migrated all the way through the Middle East
To Europe then Ireland when skin colour change was the least
Of their concerns as local conditions and selection for us found
Us all different looking from our Great-Grandmother so profound
We all need to understand that we are all the same family!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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