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My Name Is Jim Crow


Hi, my name is Jim Crow, And I have the power. The power to tell you where you can sit, The power to tell you where you can drink. I control your life. You may not sit in the same area as your white counterparts. I take away your freedoms and give them to the Whites. I am the shield that is held by your white “brothers.” I keep you inferior and in the dirt, And you don’t have the power to change that. My name is Jim Crow, And I have all the power.
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