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Another Ethnically Cleansed Family Ancestral Home
Relocated to The Suburbs, Far Away
Isolated Permanently from Their Dwelling
"Be it ever so humble,there's no place like home."
Now, Nothing But Weeds and African American Gangs
Walking The Streets, Swaggering, Carrying Guns, Dealing Dope, Killing.
In the Old days, we used to enjoy living here. This was our home. We hopedto live here forever.
There were places to be. A lot of people there were nice to you. If youwere lost, a neighbor kept you, until the cops could come and figure outwhere you lived. All the time, they'd give you anything--ice cream, koolaid, cookies. They were the salt of the earth.
It wasn't to be. They wrecked it. Said that Africans would never live inthose projects, then, all of a sudden, if you were white you didn't havea right. They stole this from us. Those that did this to us lived elsewhere.It didn't affect them. They made sure of that.
You know, it hurts to see the fields where the old houses, the few thatare left, stick up out of the dirt like jagged teeth from a diseased gum.
There's a great sickness in a country that would do this to its own people....
