America

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America

The Proof · 12 plays

spoken word, historical reflection, African American experience, injustice, slavery, genocide, emotional, powerful narrative, social commentary

Lyrics

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How do I say this to the country I live. This is the place I call home. Where my kids were grown. The whole world watched as you slaughtered the Indians, genocide to the first degree. And then you broke up so many happy homes when you took the whole families to make your own

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He watched as you sailed into the night. Looking for a new land that you can call your home.

That’s when the first of the lies began, saying that your motive was to spread religion. Knowing your intentions were to find this land and genocide the natives, but you said you did it all in His name. To spread His word, they did it all in vain.

Wiped them natives off the map, there was no going back matter of fact, building these homes were too much work, them men went bizzurk. They remembered the dark people of Egypt that taught them math and science. Gave them dreams of taking flight. It was that very night that they conspired to go to their land, kidnapped they kids, and separated the men from they pride, raped all the wives, they treated them like savages. Filled with rage, this was the birth of the slave.

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Built ships just for transporting us. Dead or alive we arrived no toe tags we were the new appliances like Maytag. All they could see was a new colony, no care about rights for me. Treated us worst than a pedigree. God sat and watched patiently.

Before you know it, it became the norm, pride set in, The devils winning and his people are grinning. They wrote out their sins in history books. Didn’t want anybody to know they raping, robbing, and separating children from their parents, to this day, its still apparent. Every nation started to look the other way as they sold slaves. But soon they would join into this sin.

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That’s why we have hurricanes to this day. To remind us of the travesty they put on display. Some people think well they God was late. Nahh, it was written that his people would be taken away.

They made us build up their towns, No God around to tell em right from wrong that’s the devil’s pride, looking in him straight in his eyes. (say cheese). He your homie now. All the pride got you thinking this was just the beginning of a mass population of Caucasians, wait!

Making our husbands fight each other, we were the dogs, before the dogs, our wives were raped, daughters groomed, to be masters new toy when momma was thru. Before Side Chicks and baby mommas our black chicks were praised and staged for their waists White Man’s primidone

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We held this in for so long. Doing what master says, free laborers, they got they bellies full while we ate the waste. For Not 100, 200, but 300 years we were treated worst then their animals. They beat us, then starved us, then lust on us, all for the fun of it. See while the devils playing around, God’s already planned the rebound… oooh how sweet….

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