A war has broken out again. Our world is under attack. Japs attacked and now good ol' Uncle Sam is calling me to war. Good enough to fight and die, but still barely good enough to die next to the white man. I will fight for my wife and child. I will fight for the men, women, and children who are being suppressed and held back. Those who are being treated like animals, and even less than. I will fight harder than the white man. I will show him with blood and sacrifice that we are not just equals. I am better...
They have separated me from the white man. My missions have been mostly support of support. They report that my limited negro intellect hinders me from being able to accomplish what the white man can, thus giving them a reason to report that my efforts in the war were marginal. Yet I fight. And I fight hard. I never give up, and I will not allow them to say that the little that I was allowed to do was not done as well as it could possibly could have been...
I saw a lot of action today. My brothers beside me fought with me, and some died, but did both valiantly. We won a great victory for the Allied forces, but I would be hard pressed to believe that anyone would ever find out what Negros have done for humanity this day. But one can only hope, that with the liberation of the people of Europe, we may one day see the same liberation on our own soil...
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