while the pageantryis displayed
and the homelessness
swept
under the carpet
A man grew out
of no means
skin color one down unable to see
with his eyes
but able to speak with his Soul
around the world
out of spirit and rhythm he defined the term
White faces
vocal chorded his aspiration
and leapt to the Top
Through the maze
of culture,
in every trap,
saved from one by the next, the Road continued,
backed up
commercial visibility
national honor could not obscure The simple, skilled humanity
anyone would recognize, who trod that Path
Such a shadow cast
as to be unavoidable yet gracious
in rewarding those in its shade
with their own Wonderful form of sunshine.
just ask them,
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