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This is a Shakespearean sonnet about the end of Affirmative Action. |
Make a level playing field my booty We spent all that time and did all that stuff I'm not just sum naive rootie-tootie Without truth, it will never be enough And our businesses are not charities And it is wrong in the eyes of the law And our black folks do not need charity Go on, leave the handouts for the stray dogs America might not last much longer Its debt, Its crime, Its weight, Its catch, It's time And can we compete for life, I wonder? Is success in life really such a crime? This is the best time to win if you're black On the way to your future, avoid cracks |