The Color of his skin makes him different from everyone
His face and back both scorched by the sun
His hands rough like the sand of the sea
This man....broken and tattered all in slavery
His eyes tells the story of pain
Whips, Scars, and also bounded by chains
The only peace he find is the sleep at night
But how can he sleep in fear of the man who is white
One mistake and this man is attack
All because of his color....all because he is black...
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