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BLACK HEAVEN

Dad is the darkness in my skin sin
Is this blackness a curse on me or a blessing
Dad will black men be in heaven, will our fore fathers who could call the rain be somewhere in the sky
Or will they die with the prophecy of metal snake and butterflies

We're black men corrupt, was this imported or is this a capitalistic disease
Is poverty the real nature of Africa or we forgot our God and His teachings
Were orphans in Africa poor and homeless or was this a monogamous disease
Were black children father and mother less or is this a modernization disease

Were black people foolish to organize their society in a way every elder was a minister
We're black people stupid to say that there is a God and he blesses with the morning sun
Were black men backward to preserve their race with herbs
Were black men without God or did God make a mistake me black

Was Jesus important because of the color of his skin or depth of his teaching
For sure God is not a racist or heaven would be scary
Does God even have a face
Does God have use for a skin

I would like to live in a race neutral heaven
Where love is pure and true
I am not waiting for heaven in the sky
I believe in believer's heaven
Right on the back of mother Earth


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