My poem describes a daily black boys struggle in America and what we need to overcome

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Tar Baby we don’t need no glue Tar Baby feathers stick to you   Tar Baby we don’t need no glue Tar Baby feathers stick to you  
Being goal oriented, I was once tormented                                                                                          Living life to the fullest is what i'll do, my witness. My witness, why witness he was scarcely tormented   I 
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