Brown Sugar Babies - Poem by Romella Kitchens
Think about it...The more ugly the world treats one group of people
the more beautiful they become.
Consider how the human creature had walked the earth for all these
centuries and still can not get in a traffic jam without damning
Mankind crawls through the window of the world and seeks gold but look
and behold the true secret to any prosperity is the spirit and the gold
of the spirit's gleaning. Look within yourself if you have trouble with that
Think now of who you hate and hated for no reason except their skin color,
race, ethnicity or hue and how they still seem to be growing despite what
you say or do....
Brown sugar babies. Sweet to the taste. And, you know its true.
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