Have you ever seen a butterfly in darkness,

have you heard the clapping of their wings?

It's like the sounds on nihibinghi

it dances. Some touch colorfully, creative

some fly low like bees they'll sting,

but the black ones fly in darkness, dancing.

Have you sat out in the sunshine, closed

your eyes and at a glance seen the Africans

smiling on their way back? The black ones

fly high, the great ones, you can hear the

clapping you can feel their sting. One day

go sit out in the sunlight close you eyes

and slightly smile, maybe in a glance

you'll find them on their way back to the Nile.