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It's controversial. Read the whole thing before you get angry. It's also my first attempt at some sort of creative writing that I've shared, so give feedback.
Song:
As I went sailing, on that blue ocean I saw way yonder, a great pillar of earth My ship went on forth, and made landfall And I said, this land was made for only me
This land is my land, and its not your land I got a musket, and you don’t got one So why don’t you get off, or I’ll blow your head off This land was made for only me
I gave you blankets, all filled with smallpox I marched you on a trail, on a river of tears I killed your tribesmen, put you on a reservation Saying, this land was made for only me.
This land is my land, and it’s not your land I got a bull whip, and you have a leg chain I cry Southern values, to justify a horrid evil This land was made for only me.
The voting booth is my place, and the kitchen your place My flesh is my flesh, and your flesh is my flesh I cry it’s the will of God, and of family values This flesh was made for only me.
This school is my school, that school is your school This sign says whites only, that one says for colereds We are se-par-ate, and very quite unequal This land was made for only me
I can walk down the aisle, with the one I love But not you dear mate, you got the wrong genes It’s nothing personal, but we need family values Marriage was made for only me
I have been unable, to stop the march of justice We’ve been down a long road, both you and me We’ve traveled so far, and I must admit it This land was made for you and me.
This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York islands From the Redwood forests, to the Gulfstream waters This land was made for you and me.
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