The Hurricane
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I would be a warrior-scholar.
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I boxed. I went to school.
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I began reading
W.E.B DuBois, Richard Wright.

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Move, tier one! Move it!
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So I gave up
all the worthless luxuries...

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that most inmates crave--
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the girlie books, fags,
cigarettes, the movies.

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I hated them.
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In fact, I hated everyone.
I didn't even speak English.

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I spoke hate,
and its verbs were fists.

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I made up my mind
to turn my body...

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into a weapon that would
eventually set me free...

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or kill anyone who sought
to keep me in prison.

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On September 21 , 1961...
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I was released,
and I vowed upon everything holy...

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never to come back to prison again.
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I had spent almost half my time
on this Earth...

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in jail.
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Hey, come on, Lesra.
Time to get up. Breakfast, buddy.

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Yeah. Yeah, all right.
Yeah, I'm up. I'm up.


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