my country tis of thee sweet land of slavery of thee i sing land of the pilgrims pride land where the natives died where ev’ry tear is cried let hatred cling let hatred cling to purple mountains from red hats to black bodies is racism colorful or just universal distracting us from seeing clearly impacting our world dearly and nearly destroying all the good held by humanity canada wears orange for bodies america wears bodies for profit and it doesn’t take a prophet to predict what’s next because violence isn’t just a hobby in the land of the free where a holy text dictates one’s liberties and holy men can buy guns anonymously america america god shed his grace on thee and picked up hate and ran slave states to bless the church’s wealthy and there is no independence without honest repentance and no accountability where bodies are buried and there are no special days for a country married to genocide and compromise and fireworks light up skies and colonizing hides away lies and this country continues to sacrifice its soul to preserve white pride from sea to shining sea
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Wow. Your words are amazing. Keep it coming. I am so thankful for your voice. ❤️