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My America

My America is all Detroit, Motown, dancing in the streets, my girl,

Tropical heat waves and what becomes of the brokenhearted after a riot.

My America is the 67 riot and flames above the city,

My America is the arrival of The National Guard, revolution in the air,

CKLW news and the “murder-meter” rising.

My America is The Spirit of Detroit and The Joe Louis Fist.

My America is Rosa Parks and visits by Martin Luther King.

My America is where the South was born after the South had died.

My America is getting out of neighborhoods before dark.

My America is the auto industry and temporary-part-time wages.

My America is the war machine that beat back Nazis and fascists.

My America is the Vernors factory since 1866, Stroh’s Beer,

Jack Kevorkian and a suicide-assisted death at the end of an assembly line.

My America is rock concerts at Cobo Hall, jazz at Baker’s Keyboard Lounge,

Gang violence in the hypnotic haze of Thai stick and funk.

My America is all muscle cars and available parts.

My America is a union town with mob connections,

A road map that leads to Jimmy Hoffa, like a missing treasure.

My America is all Detroit, where my family lay in cemeteries around,

A border where half of me is standing and half in the ground.
Salvatore Ala

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Meets almost
Response that the people give
In action to support
Chivalry across
Totes Sheldon

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Black Man In America

Black Man In America for to long our chains held us so tight
beaten down as far as the dust chained to the night
Black Man In America can't you see
we free now at least physically
but freedom isn't free if we still enslaved mentally
Black Man In America stand up and let your voices be heard your families are calling you because they don't deserve to be deserted or mistreated
let us be stronger than they because the greatest retalation is providing a successful way
for your black babies and mine to have a brighter day
they are calling out to you heed their cry and respond favorably to them saying here am I
Black Man In America we must continue to wage this fight and let our hands be strong and our fingers do the fightin'
Black Man In America a success you must become because without success our freedom wasn't really won
Black Man In America stand up and be heard its imperative for you to provide the light for a brighter day that your children so richly deserve
Black Man In America
julius thomas

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This Is The World

In america we recognize
the pride within our hearts
For we have been terrorized
the loss of many, provides us grief,
that shall not break our world apart
America, land of the free
We stand and fight for our country
we come together with differences aside
to keep america, the beautiful, alive

America, in it's history, upheld grace
Until darkness settled placing a great burden
the misguided made the decision to embrace
different forms of hate, the progression of it worsened
This is what became the reality
Life filled with sorrow with no hope for tomorrow
Those who've struggled found a road they could follow
it's the same script with a different cast

America, How beautiful, full of diversity
Togetherness, Should be the goal we're after
Not in times of great stress or adversity
Hear the rhythm in your heart, the perfect rapture?
if justice is for all, where is the equality
Don't deny one of their humanity
Sincere ignorance gives strength towards liberty
Eradicate the cause of your hearts poverty

Contrary to belief, america has been deceived
Robbed of it's identity
everything taught to be believed
without an issued apology
A man had put a chain around the ankle of her foot
with the other end fastened around her neck
America struggles but is making progress
to rediscover her origins before being suppressed
Marcquiese Burrell

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