We the people
We gather
At mosques, temples, and the church's steeple
For things we want, or rather
Things we believe benefit one another.

We the people
We shy smiles to one another throw
To seek signs of affection
But the bonds between us only show
When there is an internet connection.

We the people
We look to a history book
To prevent repeating a mistake.
Now criminals can be let off the hook
Without being burned at the stake.

We the people
We are curious by nature
And so devised a clever system for a clever nation.
A system in which twenty years of cramming information
Will determine your social stature.

We the people
We migrated
To a New World of hope.
And promptly celebrated
By leveling the land until it had no *****
And killing its people by strangling them with rope.

We the people
Fourscore and seven years ago
Met another people with skin so dark
And once we had no work for them, they knew not where to go,
So we gave them different schools and parks.

We the people
We fought brutally against each other two times thus far.
And now at the church's steeple
We pray for loved ones lost.
So will we the people diminish fast
Until none of us are left to war.

But that is the future,
The present is now.
We the people can save ourselves.
The question is...how?