America the Beautiful
Oh America the Beautiful
how I reckon with thee
Land of the brave
not yet land of the free
Is today the day that lives on
in infamy
The day that we gained
true equality
Brick upon brick
and bale upon bale
Riches ascribed to thee
earned by me, with no pay
Equality's dream...
Tattered upon our shores
Written across our welcome
Embolden by our wars
Inscribed on our currency
Woven into our flag
Displayed on every surface
Is this all that we have
Is it etched in our hearts
Like it's written on our skin
All colors are beautiful
Without and within
True equality dreams for those
Who stand up and fight
Who challenge and oppose
Who rage against the night
Who lock arms in love
Who fight for a cause
Who refuse to give up
Who refuse to have pause
Oh America the Beautiful
How I reckon with thee
Because the beauty is thy people
Not just a flag for all to see
So grab a hold of that freedom
Of which we so proclaim
Use it to lift every voice
Every voice just the same
The charge of our freedom
is that it can't be denied
The charge of our freedom
is that it can't die with pride
The charge of our freedom
is to make it all right
So what do we do
when our pain won't subside
Oh America the Beautiful
how I reckon with thee
Land of the brave
not yet land of the free
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