I had another nightmare
and this one was the worst
fighters in the streets
enter a big old fashioned hearse
which grew and grew like dream things do
until it touched the sky
and stacked inside were rows and rows
of folks like you and I
Americans, who up till then,
were living their daily lives,
were lying down with guns in hand
their final day arrives
They're not quite dead, not quite alive,
but somewhere in between
the guns become like phones to them,
eyes frozen to the screen
They raise their phone-guns all at once
and point them at their heads
and just before they swipe the trig,
I wake up in my bed
It’s at this point, I have to act,
I have to do my part
I start to write the pain I feel,
the anguish in my heart
We control the narrative
now more than it’s ever been
A habit forms in 30 days,
each day’s practice syncs it in
So, before you say it, ask yourself,
“Am I saying this to build him up?”
Before you do it, self reflect,
“Am I doing this to fill her cup?”
Say “Thank You” and really mean it
every morning as you wake up
Ask “What’s my purpose?”
till you no longer have to make up
reasons why you hate yourself.
Then live on purpose, don’t break up
commit to let love take us up
to a better YOU-SA
learning to love all of itself.
Can I count on you to practice this
for 30 days and then
You’ll speak love, do love, live love
and that’s the only way we’ll win!
So since we’ve tried so many things
except the habit above
Let’s use our power to unify
and start asking “How Bout Love”
Join us on this journey to a better America
Be inspired and reminded to create a more perfect union
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