White powder dusted on the coffee bean
This milk soothes the chocolate that is warm
Like the Oreo cookies stuffed in cream
Or the ding dong wedged with filling that’s born

One’s associated with what is pure
The other’s found accompanied with gloom
Lightning rather than night is more obscure
Despite contrary belief, shade’s no tomb

The slavemaster forced the two to be mixed
Native masses favored the new color
Various shades sprouted outward like ticks
This thing caused division like no other

However, there is still much more intrigue
To see the two combine on the same league.

This poem was written/submitted by Terio Ruiz .