πΏπΆππΆ "not yet begun to fight"@Lana@beige.party
The women, the brown folk, the black folks, the gays,
The natives, the transplants who live in LA,
The leftists, the liberals, the hippies, the Jews,
The Muslims, the Hindus, and atheists too
The ones who write movies, the ones who write laws
The ones who write songs to thunderous applause
Kids brought here by parents, or left on our shore
Seekers, or DREAMers, or fleeing a war
The teachers, the students, the construction crews,
The media guys who tell us the news,
The guys who pipe up, the guys who back down,
The guy who took a knee on the green grassy ground
The folks in big cities, the folks in the field,
The folks in the capitol wearing the shield,
The unmarried mothers, the kids with two dads,
Moms with blue hair, and the kids who are trans
You say you're a patriot
What a way to spin it
For someone who "loves America"
You sure hate everyone in it
And who's left, after you take them away
To die in the dark on a bright Florida day
Who's left to Lord over, after you've won?
Nothing, no person, nobody, no one.