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PRISON WRITINGS JOHNSON They then went on; compared Black men to cattle By further stating that "Negroes are chattel" This then became the law of our fair land And evil hatreds spread on every hand. And friend, these things are still with us today, A little smoother, but they still hold sway One of the things this super system lacks And that, all know, is freedom for the Blacks. Here are examples and they are a treat Black soldiers stand while their White prisoners eat This so-called land of Liberty for All Never gave Justice to the Black man's call. Black babes are spat upon, their mothers raped While mobsters howl the police stood and gaped. Their homes are burned, their churches meed defiled, And their appeals are answered, "Wait ahwile." Black men are beaten, murdered, lynched and more Here in this land where Stars and Stripes fly o'er While we send good will tours from our hearth To tell the world of our great freedom's birth. Against these wrongs if he should dare to squawk He is then brutalized or doubled talked. Why do we send Ambassadors to roam Why don't they teach Democracy at Home? AN ANTHOLOGY OF WORDS TO FIT CERTAIN PERSONS FREDERICK DOUGLASS The expecting crowds in still attention hung To hear the wisdom of his heavenly tongue. [[italics]] -The Iliad [[/italics]] 233
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