Why do men smile when I speak, 
And call my speech 
The whimperings of a babe 
That cries but knows not what it wants? 
Is it because I am black? 
Why do men sneer when I arise 
And stand in their councils, 
And look them eye to eye, 
And speak their tongue? 
Is it because I am black?                
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