How grand it is to be gold, to bleed, leaving behind droplets
Bold, dark beholdens to me like brine in the bark of trees
Brown in me, like the green in a green leaf, rattling in the breeze
Like breath breathes in me, a soul does this temple keep
Hate me, beat me, destroy me, but I in thee rooted deep
I'm in your water, your soil, I am melanin in air. I am everywhere!
©rodsolo
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