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Walking Black Home
That day waz
A bad day,
I walked for
Many miles,
Unlike me,
I did not
Return any
Smiles.
Tired,
Weak
And
Hungry,
But I
Would not
Turn
Back,
Sometimes it's hard
To get a taxi
When you're Black.
This one appears in my book Funky Chickens published by
Penguin Children's Books.
Written by Benjamin Zephaniah
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