I elect myself
to the nation of me
It is my office to love
No place in my nation
for hate for fear
Every border is a bond
not a boundary
Some neighbors will rub
Rub away, I say!
I will grease your grit.
I’m not pulling back
I’m pulling forward
And you will come with me
You will move forward too
And you will be the nation of you
And it will be your office to love
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 9:00 AM UTC
I elect myself
to the nation of me
It is my office to love
No place in my nation
for hate for fear
Every border is a bond
not a boundary
Some neighbors will rub
Rub away, I say!
I will grease your grit.
I’m not pulling back
I’m pulling forward
And you will come with me
You will move forward too
And you will be the nation of you
And it will be your office to love