August Moon Michael Simanga Our harvest moon is Black bejeweled with red stars draped in green sky visible only to those who know Our harvest moon Is Black giant drum of images and sounds music decipherable only by those who know Our harvest moon is Black beats and harmonies only the black and blue can dance to Our harvest moon Is Black rains on our garden secrets nourishing and sustaining the planting and harvesting of freedom Our August moon Is Black Illuminating our preparations for the winter and the war

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