They arrived five centuries ago and have made this land, sky, and oceans their own. They have lived in the shadow of mystery, at the corners of every road, at the turn of disappointments, behind the doors of many houses.Intolerance cannot resist their mighty fury of words. Advising humans not to lose hope in times of crisis is their mission. To deny them would be to reject a substantial part of my identity. They are and will be: My black gods.
