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Dear black man
Hunched over
Bearing the world
Dying to live
Living to die
Souls unappreciative
Destructive rants
That constantly scare
Your existence
Still fighting
For a voice of reason
Reasoning
With close minded beings
That devalue you
That tarnish your beauty
Pressure still too great
Yet you stand strong
Black man stand tall
Too many beings
Expect you to fall
Expect you
To stay grounded
To be become a part
Of the earth
Exploited
Used without remorse
Simply a resource
Black man
You try to rise
But they fear
That the pressure
Will make you stronger
So they devise
Plot and scheme
For ways to keep you down
