Everybody’s getting mardy,
Tired and forlorn,
Worn out by the frenzy,
From morn to morn to morn.
How long can anger rule us?
How long can we stand apart,
When freedom is our birthright,
Something deep within our hearts?
Our bonds are surely stronger,
Than these issues that divide,
Beg sense come back to save us,
To stem the flooding tide.
Anne Selleck
Copyright 202
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