Here. In my palms, right here in my hands. In the dirt and poverty of my working class hands. In the hopes of true democracy and care for mankind. Right here. Is the possibility of love between two beasts of a nation divided. Oh my country tis of thee, I’ll give you liberty, I’ll give you levity and bravery. On these knees, shattered by hope and wishful thinking I will give you a gift. Wrapped in love, wrapped in patience, ribboned with understanding and compassion. I give you me.