I can see the happy people coming up the road I can hear their happy voices, joyfulness explodes What they're saying with those voices brightens up my day What they're showing me is that there is a better way They are people of a mind Don't let themselves be in a bind They accept their fellow man Black, brown, yellow, red and tan I can see the saddest people, travelin' the same road But unlike the happy people, they carry such a load Glum expressions, tearful outlook, nation is quite dead You can spot them, easily, in their hats of red They are people of a mind Rarely spotted being kind Can't accept their fellow man Hate for women, books they ban Yet, I know that both have merit, both do have their flaws One side wants to cancel others, one wants stronger laws Taxes, tariffs, deportation, issues dividing all When it comes to making choices, voters make the call Voices will be heard, November "Forget the past." No, remember Find the path that forward goes The road we take now, no one knows
Roger D. Linder: FAWM 50-90-2024
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