The white man is destroying the world.
All of us are so mixed. My great-grandfather was white.
Who can leap the world's ties and sit with me among white clouds?
Who in their infinite wisdom decreed that Little League uniforms be white? Certainly not a mother.
The white man's happiness cannot be purchased by the black man's misery.
It isn't a matter of black is beautiful as much as it is white is not all that's beautiful.