Black, Black American, The Song Of Black America Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Black American,
Black, black American,
Black, black America,
The rappers rapping,
They blues, jazz songs,
Drumming, on the bass, Guitars cackling,
They plucking wires,
Striking the chords
And singing,
Singing the song of America,
Black America,
Black, black Americans not,
But the American, American peoples and states
By being loud, harsh,
Musical and highly-pitched
Or sometimes making music,
Music-makers, song-makers.