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Sep 2018
Black man, stand tall.
Stand proud.
There's nothing weak about us.

To this day, they can't break us.
It's our inner strength.
We have seen them try to write our narrative.

Surrounding them around the various myth.

Like a history book within the school.
We know it was not geared toward us.
Still we aware even if not pictured.
We can't be destroyed.

Even when it involves the law or lawyers.

Black man stands out.
Be seen with your head held high.
After slavery, we still the true survival.

Our history speaks volumes to our sons and daughters.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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