Beautiful Black Man

There is a silent wind
blowing through the den
on this beautiful eerie night.
Our souls glow black in the
fading moonlight.
As he waits for mother
to grow. He patienty waits
while she reaches her
place among the stars.
Putting us all to shame
hiding the beauty he
brough from within until
that time comes again.
For now we go on drained
and lifeless waiting for
darkness to come. In the
form of a beautiful evil
black man.