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Hii Yella
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The Black Tree

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I was not lynched, nor was i whipped. Yet how did the FEELING of liberty get stripped? My branches, broken, my roots have been ripped. Yet happy, because the DREAM of success had me convinced,- That maybe I'm crazy to believe that WE are mentally handicapped... Im seen as racist when I speak on our liberties, rights, and ASK if WE may have them back.. I am the son of Tupac, and nephew of Huey Newton. A light skinned Malcom X, but was lost for a LONG time, puzzled, and looking foolish... I asked before, how did the FEELING of liberty, get stripped... I educated myself to find we NEVER had Liberty in ANY KIND of realistic sense. WHO are u to say go home, as if YOU were here first?.. Im stumped, but you WILL NOT pull my roots from out this earth. A mixed breed, who was thought to be some house negro.... They burnt EVERY LAST TWIG of my heritage... but yall still wanna shoot some free throws.. Smh.. 19 years is a short life, and short time, and Im TIRED of alll silence.. Im TIRED of turning the other cheek, and im TIRED of being "nonviolent".. I will NOT lay down, my hands will NOT be behind my head Because whether my hands up or not... Whether my skin is light or dark.. Whether im polite or disrespectful.. I will STILL be dead.

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WarriorCarryingWater says:

The struggle is still real out c'here! Well put. Keep doing your thing - you got skills.

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