westAfrica

Location

Turkey

I went crying.  If life is so easy why am I not an African  What separates me from you?  I ate whatever was on the plate in your hands  I didn't drink, I gave the water to him first   I walked the streets of Onne without fear  Black man's soul, I shouted  Black inside, white outside.  Looked into my eyes  You are my bro

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