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Able, Talented But Black

to an african mom born a child with black skin from his father he always complained his mom why he is black everytime mom gently kissed his forehead saying colour does not matter if you are able and talented this was enough to calm that little boy slightly younger he became began going to school all made joke at him at home he complained his mother she smiled saying the same thing again and again if you are talented colour matters nothing now some years later a well grown man he became remembered still his mother words went one day on an interview all qualities he had though the chair person quoth though you are able and talented but black, sorry! rejected...

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