America Was Built On African Blood

America was built on African blood shed
The pain and the suffering can never be unsaid
From the cotton fields to the auction block
Where human lives were sold like stock

Brothers and sisters torn apart
Their beating hearts breaking with each start
Chains and whips and a life of fear
A history that's stained and never quite clear

Forced to work without recompense
Their bodies broken, their spirits dense
But through it all, they fought for their rights
Their strength and resilience shining bright

Their legacy lives on, in every beat
Of the American heart, in every street
The foundation of this great nation
Was built on their sacrifice and dedication

So let us never forget the debt we owe
To those who suffered so long ago
Their blood, sweat, and tears still flow
In the veins of America, let it show

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