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October 18, 2011
By Anonymous

Through sorrow and pain
my ancestors came
stepping out on to new land
tears pounded the soil
like African drums
chains clinked together
songs sung
throughout the night silently they sang "Let my people go"
Is it my history that makes people do what they do?
To gawk?
To presume?
yes, I am african American

© Anonymous

The author's comments:
I hope people will get that not all black people are the same and we are unique in our own way. Peoples background is what makes them more unique and we are all different.
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