nightime ramblings

Lines in My Brows

The lines in my brows tonight
Are not of worry or pain;
They are instead expansions of the thoughts
Of Adams, Franklin, Jefferson and Washington
Who described not a static place
But a new land, a new country
Where thoughts and ideals are exchanged
And new formulas developed.

For they were not perfect men,
Each had his faults.
And his own sense of morality,
Of mortality.
All had one common goal.
The vision of a more perfect union.
Which they could only fitfully imagine.

Today, as yesterday, and tomorrow
We should work to develop and improve upon
Their fine design, the groundwork
They laid down, only a framework
A design, upon which we can build.
A more perfect union, a more perfect world

But perfect is in the eye of the beholder,
And we can agree that we are not yet perfect
For there is much to be done.

You who consider yourself to be patriots
And supporters of this country
Should look to the distress and discomfort
Of our founding fathers.

You who are dissenters,
Should look to the same,
For these were men of action,
Who would rather die than let go of liberty

Those who agree to disagree,
And to develop
New means of understanding,
And aid and comfort to all.
These are the people we need now,
Who will stand for human rights
For Liberty, for Justice
For all human beings.