America today
This land, many hands, But many pains
I see you, people of America
From the crowded streets of California
To the soil of them young and old,
#6 feet deep are your worries of Stories Untold,
Your rivers still remember, whose hands had built them
Your crops still hum, To the winds that blew them
I walk your roads, Deep in a restless dream ,
Misremembering, all that I had ever seen
Once of fire, Death, pain, and hunger
Now to the freedom and thoughts of restful slumber
Oh America that once in protest
People driving for Freedom up courthouses and roads
Louder , prouder and unyielding
Now continue today to carve the rock of resistance
Their echoes still walk among us,
their names whispered in streets renamed,
their fire still burning in young hearts
who refuse to bow to injustice’s weight.
Oh America Are you still not done
Still following the fight against your past sins
Still reaching for something brighter
Still creating from nothing
I hear it
A song of struggle a Tune of Hope
Oh America please don't fall silent