Can You See
America is the home of the brave by necessity
You have to be brave to do anything here
Go to church
Go to school
Go to the store
America is the land of the free for a few
You have to be white to do anything here
Get seen
Get heard
Get by
The red glare burns bright day after day
From the barrel of a gun that aims at anything here
For the Jewish ones
For the Black ones
For the children
Bombs bursting in far away places but still
We bring the war home, it's everywhere here
We are blood
We are tears
We are genocide
Nothing will get us through the night
Even with flags waving everywhere here
Atop bodies
Atop caskets
Atop graves
When you're a nation built on bones
It's only a matter of time before you break
And all that's left
Is rot
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