ones of love

there lived a quiet hero
this ship they did a steer-o
back in seven echo zero
before the maelstrom of nero

now in seven echo four
what shall we have in store
not what we here abhor
but something truly more

this is not a story of one
but our pluribussy sum
together we all must come
as we all learn to run

this marathon is long
together we all throng
help each other become strong
and unite in choral song

for our voices shall all blend
our perspectives we shall bend
on each other we depend
precious time together we spend

help each other hand and glove
no one below or above
nurture every crying dove
daughters, sons, and ones of love

About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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