Melanin A man and woman combine, Produce three children. A quintet most immutable. Grandchildren arrive, The decades pass And then the centuries. A family so large We cease to know who belongs. These groups divide, So diverse So sad And steadily malevolent. A stabbed back A stabbed soul A stabbed family That splintered Down a line of exteriors.
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