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dif de la rev
misery blues being black and trying to stay true. the afflictions of this deriliction about my disposition concerning a celebration of the situation of what's termed history disected and intercepted by the government for representation about two facing racism.
ok let's say with a tongue in cheek that blacks have been damn like floozies bamboozled like a hussie. the whole thing is to make blacks feel/think/act that they have earned some respect from the country. respect would be the couple of acres and a car with plots for my veg crops but wishing is futile when systematic oppressiobn against the minds of blacks is being ran like the crack on the fast track to where prisons and barracks hold our backs while we try to push off to cross the street for crossing the water that troubles our relief.
where's the mau mau the " i'm a man" the stokley's stoking the black power the cool cats not buying the political slack the story of my overcoming misery of defeats tricks lies and cheats. the soul sisters to heal the blisters from gripping fist and attending children like whisps of what could be. only pictures of what keeps blacks feeling lucky and white amerikkka happy.
black like the hell from the misery that befell and a month to short to tell though a year to forgo.
so i ramble . . . so talk to me.
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