In the darkness of your skin
In the darkness of your skin
Is the ancestral love of men
In your eyes, yes deep within
Is the love that can but win
Your hands must be posed to defend
The love that loves itself as kin
Brother to brother sister to sister
We blacks have come to discover
The ease of loving each other
A battle fought hard and won
Under the African and American sun
Be it for the poets to say
That in matter of the heart we know the way
To praise by the motion of our pens
The glorious love of men for men
We warn you brother do not condemn
What it is that you do not understand
Except your brother as friend
For he is needed in the battle
Of the fight that we must fight
To hold in heart the American rights
Be you not ashamed if he put on a grown
Be you not ashamed if he put on make-up
And don a wig to wear as a grown
But see him true as a work of art
let not his masquerade set him apart
If you think true that your God deny
Then you must be brave to question why
poem by David E. Patton
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