Poems about Race

A for all the times I've been profiled for my skin color.
We refer to America as America the great The country of inequality divided by hate
  My country is beautiful and free -
With every step I thrive With every word I preach I strive
All rise for the honorable Judge Ethics. *force everyone in the classroom to stand up and then sit down after a pause* Okay, so today in
America the Great, America the strong. Has it always been that way? No way!
America the Great, America the strong. Has it always been that way? No way!
America. The land of the free, and the home of the brave. Stolen from the Native Americans and built by the Africans
I live in America, specifically in the South. We are the land of the free and the home of the brave.
I never ever claimed to be a lyrical genius or one who spit words from the top of my cranium that could make you so furious because t

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