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by: Jonathan Aronson
uploaded: 02/06/2017
She huddled holding her babies close As our national nightmare was spawned And fear of repercussions and discrimination suddenly dawned.... Upon her psyche - what she knew existed all along Was now normalized and on it's face Alive and strong so wrong We gather in protest in the city streets we find like minded fear and anger in everyone we meet Let's get together and make a plan to overthrow the king But deep in side we're not made of that kind of thing... We've got to fight stand up stop this We were the shining beacon of light, of hope of innovation and invention of truth justice and the American way We make cars and trains and planes and rockets We fed the world while we lined our pockets We progressed past skeletons that lived in our closets but it turns out we didn't get past our demons No! No! We've got to fight stand up stop this  
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