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First, he is seen as an African.Then, relunctantly,as an American.America is their home too.Their blood was flogged into its soil.Their hands blistered in its plantations.And their toils built an empire.You say to me,Sail back to Africa, slaves.Slave, you call me...I say to youNo man is born a slave...- The African AmericanA collection of diverse poems written within the span of 4 years.Included are commentaries from African American activists who also volunteered to be a part of the project.