Dust be not still
The races of dignity use up
The silence of the storm.
A wind of change for the caretakers of liberty.
The usual somnolence of resolve
An answer continues in the heart of the stranger
America finds presence with dignity
For the arrogant find only negativity
And correspond no more with the
Passions of tomorrow.
Wisdom refrains from stomping out indifference
But life alone gets up to speak.
Go well Mr. President.
We have earned you with the respect of ages gone by
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