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The Black Victory

Looking at the hues of these lives: Civilization has wasted so much time, Sharpening our old and rusted tool in hand: We have come far with change, as nature brought the play: Folks of a hue sail out of their coast, Navigating across oceans in search of wealth, land and fame; These sailors discovering other hues not as theirs; Showering these in-lands with gifts – Leading the in-lands through trade – Deceiving and robbing them out of their intelligence. Taking advantage of the indigenous people made possible: Pruning the mess that has grown up without care; Bringing about the movement of the Republican Party; That set the crown of glory upon Abraham Lincoln’s head: Not to forget the civilians’ blood, That streamed in most streets especially that of Gettysburg; By the south war against the north: The greatest and all time American’s president got shot. Civilization did sigh for humanity as matters turned from bad to worst. Many years after, many freedom fights emerged; As Martin Luther king’s dream fought for civil right, Breaking the neck of slavery and prejudice: We lived to see a black president of the United States, A dream That Abraham Lincoln also thought possible.

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