We the people are the change called to rise up
We the people stand together to show
We the people are larger in numbers
We the people continues to grow
We the people break free from oppression
We the people join hands in the truth
We the people know justice will be ours
We the people showed the world proof
We the people were always the strongest
We the people found courage within
We the people lift the veil of illusion
We the people would do it again
We the people are the voice in the silence
We the people creating light from the dark
We the people forging peace in the violence
We the people started the spark
We the people a phoenix from fire
We the people lifting the flame
We the people joined force in the millions
We the people are changing the game
We the people have seen their true power
We the people will not be ignored
We the people are the faith of tomorrow
We the people with the Spirit as sword
We the people are brothers and sisters
We the people are neighbors and friends
We the people are the world over
We the people is where We begin
We the people sound the drum of the future
We the people in a battle for what’s right
We the people will be victorious
We the people will end the fight
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After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham3 days ago in Fiction
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