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“America, you ethnocentric cur!

Your fathers raped and whored these virgin lands

And slew the native peoples with disease.

The slaves you freed remain a slave to her:

Your Lady Liberty, whose kin on sands

So far from home let spangled blood with ease.

At home, we cry: ‘It’s not our war! Forget

Democracy abroad. We wish to live

In peace and love—the enemy is us!’

America, we hate the way you’re set

In Moses’ law—a fact we can’t forgive.

Reject your God! In apes alone we trust.

America, your beauty wanes and thins

Beneath the shackled weight of all our sins.”

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