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WHERE'S MY AFRO..PICK? An Advertisement from FUBU
A poem by Maya Angelou.
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You are in love with TOMMY
Because his last name is HILFIGER
But behind closed doors, TOMMY Is calling you a
nigger.....
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But you couldn't care less
Because you have been taught to dress to impress.
If I asked you about your true history
You would have to look on the back of your jeans and
GUESS!
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You come up in the club wearing VERSACE
Clothes made by a homosexual male
So even when you say you are straight
It is very hard to tell.
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And for footwear you wear TIMBERLANDS,
Even under the sun
That same tree that is the symbol for them
Could have been the same one your ancestors were hung from.
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I cannot forget your NAUTICA
When the last memory you have of ships
Is coming to North Amerikkka in shackles,
Being beat over the back with whips.
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And to my beautiful black queens
Whose creative womb has become barren?
I am confused, because your face says Nefertiti,
But your sweater reads DONNA KARAN.

When was the last time you saw LIZ CLAIBORNE
Conversing with black women,
But as soon as her name is printed on a purse
To Macy's you quickly go running.

RALPH LAUREN doesn't even look at black men
Unless they are driving him around town
But as soon as that slave master appears on the back
of the horse you put whatever you have picked up
down.
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My people, reclaim your status in this world and in
your
life.

FUBU, in case you didn't know, means For Us By Us.
Buying black will someday suffice.
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"ALWAYS HOPE FOR THE BEST AND PREPARE FOR THE WORST,
YOU MAY NOT GET WHAT YOU PAY FOR, BUT YOU'LL SURELY
PAY FOR WHAT YOU GET!!!"