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I am Malcolm X

At 13 years old

You appeared

I knew your name

Not life

There you were

So page by page

I found out

Learned about Garvey too

And Harlem, Detroit, really


Learned about prison

Drugs, burglary

Mostly I learned about

Redemption and salvation

How in saving your people

One can save themselves

My life was changed when I

Read the epilogue

Realizing that you KNEW

Recording your history

Cuz you KNEW

Thank you for your ancestors

Who bore the legacy that would

Give us


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