Colors
Bring in your dancers
From Harlem's harm
Paint your nails
Comb the beautiful locks
And smell the newness of the floor
Upon your heads
You wear colors
A testament of turf
Here the lights are magical
Bringing feet together
In step of harmony
It is a night
When no one is the prey
—James Collins
2025 apr 13
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