On This Day Of Shame

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Day Of Shame

On this day of shame, I’d like to remember all the people, all the entire cultures that are extinct; wiped out, removed from this earth just because they are different. The gratitude and appreciation has been noted of those that have sacrificed their lives so that others could feast and be merry. Please forgive us for our sins.

I’d like to thank all the people that expressed their passionate concern about our plight, our continued suffering from the constant brutality of the poor.

Day Of Shame

As our stomach become full, as you slowly feel sleepy and tired from your celebration I turn to you and say thank you for you service during your call of duty by doing all that you’ve done in our wake of civil unrest. After all, you have so much to be thankful for.

Day Of Shame

Keep up the good job and hard work. It’s okay for you to occupy your lazy boy recliner. May our Creator continue to allow you to live long and prosper. Don’t forget to run out and purchase something, tomorrow. I love each and every one of you, more than you’ll ever know.

Food for thought, grab a plate and relate.

Harlem,

Heaven is at the foot of Mother…