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Apr 2021
By: Cedric McClester

Being black is
Sometimes being loathed and hated
Or beaten back
And usually underestimated
And though it’s wack
It’s also antiquated
And it’s a fact
We’re often tired and frustrated

Being black is
A pre-existing condition
As a matter of fact
It hurts to make this admission
And those without tact
Might say we lack ambition
But let’s look back
Who put us in this position?

Being black is
Being spotted in a crowd
And it’s a fact
Sometimes we are too loud
We’re attacked
For being well endowed
The deck is stacked
Yet we refuse to be cowed

Being black is
Having grace and style
And the knack
For surviving hard times with a smile
And bouncing back
With a Cadillac
To completes our high profile
We use more gas for the mile














Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2021.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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