My country 'tis of thee
Land of Police Brutality
For thee I weep!
Land where George Floyd has died
Land of the alt white pride
From every black graveside
let protests ring
My country, thee
land of those not yet free
we cannot breathe
Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 9:10 PM UTC
My country 'tis of thee
Land of Police Brutality
For thee I weep!
Land where George Floyd has died
Land of the alt white pride
From every black graveside
let protests ring
My country, thee
land of those not yet free
we cannot breathe
The original verses of the song, America, go something like this:
My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry mountainside
Let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love; ....
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