Black Privilege

I have the privilege of being profiled, wherever I go,
because perpetuated stereotypes are hard to forgo.
No father, because of mass incarceration.
Profiling to cops, is easier than an open investigation.
My history is not being taught in schools.
I, raped and stolen, just to be used as tools.
Masters were able to evolve, allowing theirs the very best.
As a colored-American
would you be happy with the rest?

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