America is ever being born.
Innocence is its identity.
It must be free to dream, or it will die,
And with it, the world's still breaking, anguished heart.
Becoming, becoming, always becoming,
A land that will be far more than has been.
Beginning, beginning, always beginning,
Unwilling to settle for sorrow or sin.
Ought the root of politics be love?
How else might the nation live and prosper?
Every vote should be a vote for love.
Every law should be a law for love.
Loving is a policy
That serves the interest of the State,
For love will always answer love,
While hate can only stir up hate.
How beautiful, the anger at injustice!
Like a torch, it lights our darkened way.
Without it, we are waiting for the wind.
With it, we walk on through moonless nights.
Let us never lose our anger!
Let it be the fire of love!
Burning, yearning, learning, turning,
Moving hearts that would not move.
The limit of the possible
Is not a border wall.
It is, instead, a boundary
Accessible to all.
Let us cross it, you and I,
And build our world anew!
Again, again, closing in
On what is good and true.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: C Major Prelude. By Johann Sebastian Bach. Music free to use at YouTube.