Source I stand here today, With a dark and sober reminiscence, Of folks past, now a glaring absence, Countless scores interred by a scourge. True, man shall lie Someday in dust, Bring me not to the earth

Poets often remind us that beauty can be found in unexpected places. Rejoice and shout with laughter Throw all your burdens down, If God has been so gracious As to make you black or brown, For you are