Speak as though you knew,

Speak as though you understand the things your words do,

Free Speech is a luxury, no one says it but everyone knows

While one man's words are venerated, another man's are met with minds closed

Like day and night and all of those.

They say you give what you get,

And maybe that's why you're so hateful

But to defy the purpose of the constitution that freed your ancestors

is innately ungrateful.

Free Speech,

Free Religion,

Free Assembly and Petition

Unalienable,

Irreversible,

These rights are not for your decision,

And you hurt the nation that birthed you while sitting blissful in your ignorance

Your libel intends to alienate the aliens,

but your "bad hombres" don't play victim to your hate-speeches

You disgrace your motherland,

The "Black/African American," the "Hispanic/Latino," the "other" man

Fill another registration form, check the box off, and

The nasty women, pigs, and slobs, who met trauma at your hand

All fear you like a ghost of their freedom standing

Behind a podium, slandering, lying, showing us

What is wrong with this country and all of us

Send a prayer to whatever God or Gods is or are known to us.

US

U.S.

The United States,

You and I

The Free and the Brave

Protected by the promises your predecessors kept

While we all must confess it seems over time we have regressed

To have the State of our Union in such a mess

It's a crying shame,

Not a growing pain,

Not to be endured until it dies away

Not to be justified

And all our sons and daughters here can testify

That we will speak our minds, freely and with pride

That we won't be silenced,

That we will continue to rise,

With our intellect, our common sense,

Our raw power and our united strength

We won't tolerate the nonsense,

The only thing we stand by

Is the premise that the next 4 years will roll by

Slowly but surely we will realign, realize, and to surmise

that America and her values, under extreme duress, won't die.

We Speak.

The mothers, wives, daughters you call Nasty, Pigs and Slobs

We Speak.

The fathers, sons, husbands you call murderers and rapists

We Speak.

The friends, coworkers, neighbors you call criminals and thugs

We Speak.

For ourselves and for them and for each other

We Speak.

And if you won't listen from Capitol Hill,

We will continue to Speak until someone will.