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The Evolution of Ignorance


The crack: the crack of the whip across bare backs the rocks in the pipes that kill off blacks The bark: the bark of the trees, dark like me saw my brothers hang in death's lull the bark of the dogs, in Birmingham sent out by Raging Bull The problem: the problem is you, it couldn't be me, the problem must be Felipe down the street we all are just looking for someone to blame because at that point we can hide from our shame The struggle: unable to vote, unable to read, unable to be treated like a human being now able to learn and even to lead and yet we still struggle to be heard and be seen
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