For that most beautiful man, my brothers, do you stand in solidarity? They give up their substance to the needy and the orphan child, the widow all the while.
Oh, my beautiful brothers in all shades of brown, the whispers from the whisperer have blackened your hearts.
That beautiful man, per the Lord, has said the first beautiful man will be the last, and the last beautiful man will be the first.
Oh, beautiful man, they call you a Black man and feast their lives on you, for your beauty still shines through. The world takes from the things you do mathematically, scientifically, astronomically, spiritually, mentally. Your beauty taught them how to believe and achieve all these amazing things and best the evil they perceived.
Oh, beautiful man, my brothers will one day stand on lofty thrones looking down on those who thought it would be the other way around. But, not you, oh, beautiful man in all shades of brown. The Earth, the Lord made to cherish you for you, who was the created beautiful to worship the Lord.
