Can’t you think of a way to make this work?
Only our whole nation hangs in the balance it seems…
My eyes and ears have seen and heard all the spite
Pouring out from both sides
Reaching not for a solution, but to place blame
Often I have found that two different rights are at odds
Meaning people will pick only one to win out
Isn’t it time for us to find another way?
Seeing as harder battles with great loss are still to be fought
Even as a small voice whispers, “It’s the small that become great.”