document 5
the white man killed my father
my father was proud
the white man seduced my mother
my mother was beautiful
the whit man burnt my brother beneath the noonday sun
my brother was strong
his hands red with black blood
the white man turned to me;
and in the conquerors voice said,
"boy! a chair, a drink, and napkin
i think that meansa the white people wiped out the africans.
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