The Negro past of rope, fire, torture, castration, infanticide, rape death and humiliation fear by day and night, fear as deep as the marrow of the bone doubt that he was worthy of life, since everyone around him denied it sorrow for his women, for his kinfolk, for his children, who needed his protection, and whom he could not protect rage, hatred and murder, hatred for white men so deep that it often turned against him and his own, and made all love, all trust, all joy impossible.
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