Driven from his birthright in the South by a situation at which every fibre of his more outspoken and assertive nature revolts, he finds himself in a land where he can scarcely earn a decent living amid the harsh competition and the color discrimination.
This passage describes the difficult conditions faced by Black individuals who migrated from the South to the North, encountering new forms of discrimination.
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