To A Brown Boy

That brown girl's swagger gives a

To beauty like a Queen,

Lad, never damn your body's

When loveliness is seen.

For there is ample room for

In pride in clean brown limbs,

And lips know better how to

Than how to raise white hymns.

And when your body's death gives

To soil for spring to crown,

Men will not ask if that rare

Was white flesh once, or brown.

Now try Cullen's "To a Brown Girl"

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