Jesse Jackson had tears in his eyes
As they wheeled him on the stage for a standing ovation.
The old, embattled warrior for the Rainbow Coalition
The champion of inclusion, a vanguard of our nation.
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For there it was, in that sea of faces
Cheering his mission, his work, his quest
In that very crowd made manifest.
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Man, woman, gay, trans, black, white, brown
Every culture, color, or creed; Every
race and ethnicity was there to be seen.
Hawaiian shirts, cowboy hats, nose rings, dreads,
Hair of blond or black; of gray, or pink, or green.
Native American, Asian American, Hispanic, Filipine.
Every custom, every style, side by side at ease.
Head scarves and yarmulkas, turbans and tattoos,
Business suits and cowboy boots; minis, maxis, jeans.
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The football team was also there to frame the simple point
The potent truth: including all leaves no one out.
They are not excluded if others join the game.
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This is who we are; a nation of immigrants
A grand mosaic from near and far
The great American patchwork quilt.
We are a multitude. Not a monolith.
And we are all included, as long as we all
Agree that we are.
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But not everyone wants harmony
Some thrive on division and fear.
Fanning the flames of resentment and prejudice.
Determined to destroy democracy itself,
If only to preserve their power and wealth.
Twisting truth, sneering at honor, prizing privilege
over justice.
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But they cannot win unless we succumb to their manipulation
Unless we believe their lies and bow to their intimidation.
Only if we let them pit us against each other
Can they steal our nation to satisfy their greed
And deny the right to our common need.
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They cannot win for we are a multitude. If
we stand together as we did in that hall,
Waving flags of liberty, crying out for justice and opportunity
Everyone represented for the benefit of all.
This is our dream; Jesse’s dream
The great American experiment, never yet achieved
But never lost; it endures; it persists
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To be displayed in a sea of faces
Gathered in a great hall to represent our nation
To show that progress already has been made.
We can stand together; to rise again; to hope again; to see
the American dream lives still, and we
Can make Jesse’s dream come true.
This we can do
If only we will.

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