Black seer with shaven head
stood at the pedestal
and invoked the muse
for a beam from the creator.
But muse failed to find his query
As his doubt was on black;
And his query dealt with identity.
Muse wept with doubt,
As she found nothing novel in white.
Muse was unable to find
contrast in black and white.
Black seer took a razor
and pealed his skin
and found white and red
which can be seen inside a whiteman too.
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