RECIPE FOR HATE Can't you feel it, can't you see it The promise of prosperity, It's overwhelming you and me It afflicts us like a disease, Ubiquitous compelling too We cling to you like crazy glue, And inject such a potent seed It's best for all humanity, The spread of culture, The sword of progress, The vector of suffrage a warm and Septic breeze, The pomp and elation, The duty and vocation, The blood of the hybrid It's just a recipe Re-living our ancestry The frightful lack of harmony, Our fore-fathers who led the way, Their victims are still here today, Now it's time to erase the story Of our bogus fate, Our history as it's portrayed It's just a recipe for hate.
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