if black could shine
if black could shine
trickle down the spine
leave shimmering marks after shoe shine
then these boys would glitter
flutter under street lights
a stop sign blinking go
swerving over dirt roads
if black could sing
holler shout and swing
wind its way through white keys
and settle at home
between the tobacco smoke
and the breeze
then these boys would leap
scatter in the shadows
between cracks in the concrete
wider than their plams
blacker than song
that careens between hallelujah and r & b
sing me to sleep
and lets pray that we dont dream
yeah if black could just be
free.
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