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Cry Your Tears

โœ’๏ธ John Trudell
Now you want us To cry your tears for you After weโ€™ve already bled for you Already been dead to you Now you want us To cry your tears for you Chapters of a democracy story Descendants of genocide Twelve score and more years ago We went from being the majority To being the smallest minority Now you want us To cry your tears for you We saw that emptying Early morning skyline Back through that horizon Duck Valley 1979, Wounded Knee Sand Creek, that Trail of Tears Exactly how did our land Become your country Now you want us To cry your tears for you While weโ€™re still crying tears of our own With your past as your future That industrial ruling class Using religion as a weapon Distilling love into hate Pointing fingers and name calling evil Sacrificing lives and blood Making the innocent the new virgins Offering to the gods of profit Now you want us To cry your tears for you In the homeland security Pretending corporate corruption Isnโ€™t economic terrorism Money talks while the government listens Compiling files on ones who think different Conditioning an acceptance of debt And not to expect the truth So get used to hearing the lie Now you want us To cry your tears for you Misusing the beauty Turning freedom into a killing machine Mass murdering the environment Weaponizing the psychology of fear And pushing material addiction with A substitution of rules faking the law The bill of rights becomes collateral damage Making the constitution another broken treaty Now you want us To cry your tears for you Way this story is unfolding We may end up crying together As in crying at the same time But weโ€™re short on tears to cry for you With all these tears to cry of our own Now you want us To cry your tears for you
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