A Message

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(I really hope no one takes this the wrong way.)

Dear White People, Why do you fear the color of my skin? Is it because it's different, therefore you reject it as a reality and call me an error. Why must you label me as a thug, if we look back in time, you have shown us no love, chains and whips, was the fate of my kin, taken from their homeland, they were proud to be african, you bought us here to do your work, and as time past we did your dirt, we kept quiet, kept our mouth shut. the forties, the fifties, sixties and the sevenities. Racial segregation is all we were shown. We are so bad, but we learned it from you! such silly situations soiled sad sad lives. you beat our men, killed our children, raped our wives! But now its a new age, and you fear us now? Where was that fear when we screamed to deaf ears as the whips whelped our backs.. You beat us, and lynched us. Robbed us, misused us. And now that those times are over, all you can do is hate us? Be scared. Be afraid, because you made it this way. You raised and bred the animosity, and this is what it is now.

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