Through history, the powers of single black men flash here and there like falling stars, and die sometimes before the world has rightly gauged their brightness.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “Through history, the powers of single black men flash here and there like falling stars, and die sometimes before the…”
Editor's note · Context
Reflecting on the historical contributions of Black individuals, Du Bois laments how their brilliance often goes unacknowledged or is cut short.
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