Monday, November 7, 2016

Our Country Too

Somebody raised me.

Somebody loved me.

Everyday, someone held, kissed and  hugged me.

Somebody laughed at my first smile.

Somebody smiled when I first cried.

And she told me, that everything, everything was going to be alright.


They say love makes this world spin 'round.

But can't you feel it? Can't you feel it slowing down?

How did we get here?

More important, what will we do?

When are we going to tell them,
that this is our country, too?

This is our country, too.


Our awesome oceans.

Our life-giving trees.

Every man, woman and child

was born to be free.

God-given privilege was never meant for a few.

So when are we going to tell them,
that this is our country too?

This is our country too.


It's no place for preachers of hate.

How could that ever make a country great?

We've lost track of who we are,

and why we're here.

It's always been about love,

And love always conquers fear.


Yeah, they say love makes this world spin round.

Can't you feel it? Can't you feel it slowing down.

Before it slows to a halt

Will we face our faults?

Heed God and country's call?

Seek justice for all?


To ourselves, this land and planet

Will we stay true?


When we gonna tell 'em
this is our country, too.

This is our country too.

1 comment:

  1. Love is what's missing in all this. Trump was raised to be "a killer."

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