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My old mans a white old man
And my old mothers black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my blaother
And wished she were in hell,
Im sorry for that evil wish
And now I wish her well
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder were Im going to die,
Beiher white nor black?
Langston Hughes