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My country tis of thee sweet land of poverty for thee I weep. Land where my mother cried, Land where my father died, sweet land of genocide, Pride of my heart. My country tis of thee Sweet land of industry well break your back Clean out your minerals Fill you with chemicals We kill for what is profitable Oh concrete world. Our climates suffering All nature feels the sting Poisoned progress. All of these mouths to feed All of this land to seed From sea to shining sea Gold underground Our people left to die Battlefield country-side Paved-over graves. Suburban privileges make desolate villages Broken treaties, Broken promises Conquer, repeat. All warriors represent Remind those who forget The time is now. To walk in humble pride Prepare and fortify Resist comforts of compromise Pray for guidance Pray for guidance Pray for guidance. youtube/watch?v=tkalVJMKnNA&feature=youtu.be
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 00:09:17 +0000

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