We pledge allegiance to the beauty
Of differences bound together by ideals
We rise together, in community
Citizens of each other, and our dreams.
E pluribus civitas
No Kings
We pledge allegiance to the beauty
Of differences bound together by ideals
We rise together, in community
Citizens of each other, and our dreams.
E pluribus civitas
No Kings
Not to the tired fabric of the old world–
Bloodied, torn, and fragmented.
Built on the backs of our neighbors
Knowing that if some are not free, none are.
Not to the tired fabric of the old world–
Bloodied, torn, and fragmented.
Built on the backs of our neighbors
Knowing that if some are not free, none are.
Or fall apart, alone.
So rise again, at the death and birth place of dreams
To build back better
Our hopes for freedom.
Not as one, but as a whole.
Different threads of a beautiful tapestry,
Made more beautiful by the stark differences of self-hood.
Or fall apart, alone.
So rise again, at the death and birth place of dreams
To build back better
Our hopes for freedom.
Not as one, but as a whole.
Different threads of a beautiful tapestry,
Made more beautiful by the stark differences of self-hood.
Strength in difference, strength in shared dreams.
From many, not one, but bound
Different threads bound
To make a stronger cord
Strength in difference, strength in shared dreams.
From many, not one, but bound
Different threads bound
To make a stronger cord
Through bitter learnings, wisdom
No one is free if some are not free.
We must learn
To follow the arc of the universe
To capture an essence of freedom, as community.
From many, not one, but whole–
Wholly together, wholly entwined.
Through bitter learnings, wisdom
No one is free if some are not free.
We must learn
To follow the arc of the universe
To capture an essence of freedom, as community.
From many, not one, but whole–
Wholly together, wholly entwined.