Part V

Stand strong and the doorframe will not fall,

But the Twin Flames must find a home within us all,

In one wing: Meet people where they are,

Why do things change? Why make it so hard?

And on the other side stands equal rights,

With the arc of the moral universe, burning bright.

Power concedes nothing without a demand,

But both flames burning bright is how that Door stands.

The Twin Flames will forever be fighting,

Dancing, changing, pushing, pulling.

It’s your voice that keeps the Door standing,

So stand strong, speak without fear, make it demanding!

If your mind changes when the dance takes a turn,

Stand strong and say:

I'll speak my mind in this country of mine,

Ask not what your country can do for you,

Only / your soul / is yours / to control,

Who will stand, if we wait for someone else?

The only thing to fear is fear itself.

If your mind changes when the dance takes a turn,

Stand strong without fear of intimidation or coercion.

For those who will come after, for each generation,

We lift all our voices in righteous condemnation,

And defend the closest thing to Heaven on earth…

the brightest beacon,

…a Freedom Nation!

Our victory is not guaranteed,

I can see it all laid out before of me,

With clean hands, clear conscious, and common purpose,

Our pain and suffering leads to renewal and rebirth,

With a sliver of a window to right the wrongs of the past,

To lift every boat, and hope it will last.

Pain is the means,

to make heroes from nothing,

In every ounce of pain, every hero made,

I see an opportunity.

If the great wheel turns,

And the timing is right,

To take one small step for man,

And one giant leap for mankind.

I almost have to apologize,

For when the hope bubbles rise.

Hope is disappointment delayed,

But with no history, you are easily made.

To forget on this long odyssey,

All the people before us who sailed rougher seas.

All those voices braided into a rope,

When freedom was just a dream of a hope,

To lasso the moon, to bring forth a Door,

A Door never seen in this world before.

Wind the rope tight to the mast,

So there’s nothing leftover to hang from our necks,

When our victories fade from living mem’ry,

And Wild Men foment to lead us awry.

There’s always a power untapped,

An uncharted future, barely scratched.

You just have to say the words.

And mean them.

Have something to deliver.

Let every person,

who wasn’t born for this world,

Know your future is bright,

if you take it, and make it yours.

Don’t let them sell it,

Give it away to these monsters?

What do we say to that?

Grow a spine, motherfuckers.

We are the caretakers for the next generation,

Of the most powerful weapon,

…in the war of ideas.

Your stories,

The stories of this nation,

The Story of America,

…the story of a Freedom Nation.

Hold both Flames, stand strong in the breach,

Say not here, not now, not in this place.

For one more year, you will hold the Door,

And if this stands, 250 more.

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