"My race groaned. It was our people falling. It was another lynching, yet another black man hanging on a tree. One more woman ambushed and raped. A black boy whipped and maimed. It was hounds on the rail of a man running through a slimy swamp. It was a white woman slapping her maid for being forgetful."

Maya Angelou - I know why the Caged Bird sings

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