A sermonizing Sun God orders the creation of some human sons and daughters -- ""Make em like me/ let em reflect my rays"" --...

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AND THE SUN GOD SAID: THAT'S HIP

A sermonizing Sun God orders the creation of some human sons and daughters -- ""Make em like me/ let em reflect my rays"" -- and then delivers the word to his new made soul brothers -- ""y'all Sun people/red, yellow, brown and black,/and that's a fact ...Some of y'all goin to look near white...but don't git uptight, it'll only be a few...But y'all is the Sun's rays/and will reflect my ways/for if you do that/y'all truly be black,/now ain't that a fact?"" The sun and starry heavens are illuminated with bright African designs, and post-creation tableaux show variously costumed red, yellow and black people frolicking in a gold-tinted Eden. Whites, who are pointedly left out here, won't find too much to celebrate, and reds, yellows and blacks can be expected to get at most a momentary high -- or a hearty laugh -- out of the whole jazzed up production.

Pub Date: Oct. 18, 1972

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Harper & Row

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1972

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