Look What America Has Done For Me
Stole my forefathers from their rightful lands
Raped me of my bequest
Forced to work the fields with their backs bent to the blistering sun;
with over worked hands
After all they done for you,
HATRED;
Still there's no rest
They were the second persons to die for my freedom,
Still I feel I'm not free
To this I say
"Look what America has done for me".
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