Remember
The days of bondage—
And remembering—
Do not stand still.
Go to the highest hill
And look down upon the town
Where you are yet a slave.
Look down upon any town in Carolina
Or any town in Maine, for that matter,
Or Africa, your homeland—
And you will see what I mean for you to see—
            The white hand:
            The thieving hand.
            The white face:
            The lying face.
            The white power:
            The unscrupulous power
That makes of you
The hungry wretched thing you are today.

#AmericanWriters Source: Poetry (January 2009).

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