Streets
Of Minneapolis
Through the winter’s ice and cold
Down Nicollet Avenue
A city aflame fought fire
and ice
‘Neath an occupier’s boots
King Trump’s private army
from the DHS
Guns belted to their coats
Came to Minneapolis to
enforce the law
Or so their story goes.
Against smoke and rubber
bullets
In the dawn’s early light
Citizens stood for justice
Their voices ringing
through the night
And there were bloody
footprints
Where mercy should have
stood
And two dead left to die
on snow-filled streets
Alex Pretti and Renee Good
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear
your voice
Singing through the bloody
mist
We’ll take our stand for
this land
And the stranger in our
midst
Here in our home they
killed and roamed
In the winter of ’26
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
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