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Black Apple

We wear a durag Like a crown. never trying to be something that we are not. them strange fruits are apples, never fall to far away from dem trees. What if you couldn't breath in a place not made for your kind but you learn how to ride in a society so distinct. dear god still black,black apple..... what if tasers weren't guns and phones didnt set off alarms? what if a pack of cigarets wouldn't be against the law and making a right at a traffic light. rise. black people we rise. black in america isn't the heritage that separates you. dont matter if your latin indian or asian. it seems like racism has no selection. brown skin tan skin your in danger. dear god save us all protect and hold us if we jump without sight, let us not fall. 

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Black Apple                                                    24 X 36

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