integration
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I am an African, an African
taken from my homeland and
brought into a place where I am known as
being "inferior" Why was this happening?
Do I not shed blood and cry as any other
Let's get drunk, and have drunk sex.
So when we wake up, we can't be upset.
There's no recollection of the night before,
we'll let confusion walk, right out the door.
Though underneath forgotten memories,
sometimes i look at historythrough a microscopeand i feel so stingingly,gut-splicingly ashamedfor what happenedfor what is happeningfor what will happen
