Black Man you are so beautifulThe warmth of the sun
The glimmering stars
I stareThe vastness of space
The moon her grace
Like oceans I know
The sky is so vast...blessings abound
Through the vastness of fate
Beneath the sun the moon the stars
we are in fact a tribe. A loving tribe.
Take your place upon your throne
And scribe from your soul
So that i may sit at your feet
adoringly admiring your peace
(smile)