Find Me Tommorrow In The Sun. Poem by Curtis Mosby

Find Me Tommorrow In The Sun.



Who are you that seem to smile when we cry.
Because no one immune to this pain that we feel inside.
My black skin is sin don't you realize, i have become death
to be crucified.
Don't get me wrong i am still strong, waiting for my destiny beneath
the clouds of the storm.
Hold my tears and not my blood. Because this is not my body,
but what you have come from love.
Separation from eachother only starve the brother as the sister
struggle alone.
In disbelief i find peace nowhere in sight, between us thier never
been joy in this life.
I would have love to live around our ancestors united as one.
Leaving this race to never face eachother.
Find me tommorrow in the sun.

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