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The road


Many dreams were created But these at first were hopes Never had the thought of making it now we're out the fields separated from the goats bringing back trends from the days such as malcom X's glasses Dr king visioned these days where coloreds and whites shared classes It is still the dream to instill love and peace among this nation as we fight for this dream we will continue to toast to the celebration to go from despising "the man" and not being referred to as mere "boys" fighting along side "the man" and protecting the future of our little boys as we continue down this path our relationships evolve this turn will not be the last for tomorrow is unforetold
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jermaine174252
hopefully this poem is worthy of winning a scholarship[

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