America America
The land of the free
I am on your land
I feel far from free
America America
The home of the brave
Instead of educating me
I feel you are afraid
America America
I bleed like you
I feel like you
Take time to understand me too
America America
I am still poor
Locked and chained up
I still sleep outside on the floor
America America
Let’s come together
A rough healing process is better
Then pretending we have it all together.
"The American Wake Up Call"
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