Meditations Of A Negro's Mind, Iii Poem by Charles Frederick White
Meditations Of A Negro's Mind, Iii
I wonder why the Negro should be hated;
He has done no great wrong unto mankind:
He was out of the same crude dust created
As all the rest of human race, I find.
He's tried to do the best that he knew how to,
Although he was oppressed in shameful bond;
Persisted not to do what he should not do;
To duty's call he always did respond.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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