Clouds

The black people in the our life

Clouds in the sky, which is very high
Can't touch it why, even though it seems nearby

Sun is shining here, without any fear
Clouds arriving there, very near to near

Yes they have done, covered the Sun
Brightness has gone,soon after then

So men and women,become the Sun
If there is any one,a cloud like person

Because clouds make sun,dull at a time
But can't make him,permanently dim