Racial Mirror

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It’s like a child growing up not being able to use his left arm

Does he look at himself any differently from everyone else?

If he looks at himself in the mirror, he may see

That he doesn’t have use of this arm where everyone else does

But for him, that is his whole world

He’s grown up not using his left arm

He doesn’t know any better, know any different

So I can’t say my life is missing anything, cuz I don’t know anything different

I only know what it means to be an African American man in this country

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