Chapter 1 – Would you mind if I told you?

He’s black

He is a man

And he is black

His eyes are black;

Reflecting the darkness

That surrounds us

In the light

Divine, his smile

Illuminates the decades

His lips are black

He speaks and

His lips move

As the mouths of instruments

(From) so full of shape

Sweet sounds

For no one

Not even me

His skin is solemn, soft

An anomaly of centuries

I never touched

Never knew

Of such

Supreme purity

Deliberate in his darkness

And I in mine

Would you mind

If I told you