“There stands the white man, Boss of the fields-- Lord of the land And all that it yields. Here bend the black folks, Hands to the soil-- Bosses of nothing. Not even their toil.”
Quote by Langston Hughes
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Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social Protest Writings
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