Our nation groans
It weeps and moans
For it is not as free
As this land should be
A plea for peace
For violence to cease
Our nation's been torn
Where freedom was born
Persecution of black
They are under attack
It is now very clear
That they live in fear
Looking around
I see officers down
Fear and a gun
Leaves us all undone
Black lives matter
Blue lives matter
But now they fight
For our nations plight
What will we do
With black and blue?
If we have to choose
Then we all lose
Can we address our guilt?
Can this land be rebuilt?
Our nation laments
As it seeks to find sense
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