Imagine you're born in Africa, in 19th century. You're an adult person and everyone around you has Black skin. But you don't know what Black means. For you they're just people. One day, you go to the shore to catch some fish for your family. But wait, what's that? 5 armed pale soldiers walking towards you and you try to run back BUT someone threw a fishnet at you. You're fucked. Then they take you to the ship. You see inside the ship that there are lots of your kind. One kidnapped from his home, has a wife and 3 kids. Will never see them again. One was kidnapped by a white man after his village was razed to the ground. One woman you see was brought here by a guy, she had 4 kids. All of them were killed by whites before her very eyes. Then a white guy comes down. He whips you. Tells you to start rowing. You row. You row. At nights, you row. When the sun is high in the sky, you still row.

Then they bring you to a country. You don't know where. They call it "United States", land of milk and honey. Hey, at least you're not rowing anymore buddy huh? But what's that? A landowner buys you for 2 cents. Before he buys you, he wants you to convert to his "religion". But you don't know what a religion is yet. You think there are just gods. Gods of Egypt. Days later, he forces you to work in his farm. You pick cotton for him while his fucking kids insult you for having a different skin color. You pick cotton for him for years. You pick that motherfucking cotton for the rest of your fucking life until you're not able to move your fucking legs or arms anymore. You pick that goddamned cotton while those motherfuckers ravage your civilization in your native continent.


Then the landowner comes up to you. He has rifle. He loads it, points it at you and says that because you're no longer useful, he has to kill you now because he does not want to feed you. Bang. You're dead.

This is the story of the Black people in USA

Imagine you're born in Africa, in 19th century. You're an adult person and everyone around you has Black skin. But you don't know what Black means. For you they're just people. One day, you go to the shore to catch some fish for your family. But wait, what's that? 5 armed pale soldiers walking towards you and you try to run back BUT someone threw a fishnet at you. You're fucked. Then they take you to the ship. You see inside the ship that there are lots of your kind. One kidnapped from his home, has a wife and 3 kids. Will never see them again. One was kidnapped by a white man after his village was razed to the ground. One woman you see was brought here by a guy, she had 4 kids. All of them were killed by whites before her very eyes. Then a white guy comes down. He whips you. Tells you to start rowing. You row. You row. At nights, you row. When the sun is high in the sky, you still row.

Then they bring you to a country. You don't know where. They call it "United States", land of milk and honey. Hey, at least you're not rowing anymore buddy huh? But what's that? A landowner buys you for 2 cents. Before he buys you, he wants you to convert to his "religion". But you don't know what a religion is yet. You think there are just gods. Gods of Egypt. Days later, he forces you to work in his farm. You pick cotton for him while his fucking kids insult you for having a different skin color. You pick cotton for him for years. You pick that motherfucking cotton for the rest of your fucking life until you're not able to move your fucking legs or arms anymore. You pick that goddamned cotton while those motherfuckers ravage your civilization in your native continent.


Then the landowner comes up to you. He has rifle. He loads it, points it at you and says that because you're no longer useful, he has to kill you now because he does not want to feed you. Bang. You're dead.

This is the story of the Black people in USA