What It Used To Be

I hear vulnerable minds announce the new slogan

"Make America Great Again"

But if you're not privileged

You know America was never great

This country was built on the blood of nations,

Paved with the Trail of Tears,

People terrified in the streets

with nooses in trees invading their fears.

The media lied to people's minds

Told them this country was great

Only for us to turn around

And be spit in the face

When I hear that slogan

"Make America Great Again"

I know it was never great

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