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So black lives matter now we say
their worth now seen anew
While ages past we saw the day
we recognized so few.

But white lives matter too they said
and brown and yellow too
Yet centuries of hidden bled 
‘neith toes of masters’ shoes

Enslavement built our country strong
in goods and crops and funds
A wealthy nation moved along
on backs of murdered sons.

We benefitted, all us here
no matter when arrived
The trials, the deaths of lives held dear,
paid forth while some survived.

To teach, to know our history past
to claim what we have done
to own the wrongs we’ve amassed 
and could never be undone

In knowledge learned we find our quest
to right the wrongs we’ve made
To drop our shields, our acts confessed
True history now conveyed,

Now streets so loud, with anger, fear,
drums beat resounding clatter
How long ‘till we erupt in cheers
that every black life matters.

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 3/29/2024 9:50:00 AM

Fran, this is on target. There is much denial in the US about the racism that existed and still exists today. We must all work to right the ship. A lot of people don't understand or don't want to see what was done to people or where the wealth of the country came from.