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| Maya Angelou |
The poem begins, “ The gold of her promise, has never been mined.” America, promises us that all men are created equal. The first problem with the promise is we are not all men. The gold of her promise, address equality. Although it is promised to all in this country, its never delivered, when discrimination, of race and gender are still existent.
“Her borders of justice, not clearly defined.” We all have our feelings on what justice is, because circumstances differ when we speak of justice in the terms of punishment, to compensate for ones wrong doing. Yet, the borders of justice are not one size fits all. Its a well known fact that our prisons are highly populated with the Black race. Its, not that the black race commit more crimes but they are more severely punished for the crimes they commit.
