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Dec 2015
Black written bold on my forehead like a tattoo
Agun pointed by the side of my head
Just because i am black
I am black so my punishment is that i must stand up for other race to sit down like they are the ruler just because i am black
WOW!
We surround ourself with our own kind
We work as a slave to other race well anyways that is the olden times
Just to earn money for our children but we don't complain do we?
Sometimes i think that our identities are nothing to other race
Inspired by the olden times
Oluwabunmi fakorede
Written by
Oluwabunmi fakorede  hackney london
(hackney london)   
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