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Jun 11
We didn't want to be in your country
In this first place,
You dragged us to your country.
On our backs we built the future.
You called us different nasty names,
Reduced us to animals
Despite all the degradation
We made it still.
Shame on you.
It's painful being you right now.
The more you make us feel small
The bigger we are, we define ourselves.
We are real deal, we are love
Of course yes, we are BLACKS
Falese Oladele David
Written by
Falese Oladele David  M/Lagos, Nigeria
(M/Lagos, Nigeria)   
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