United

When conservatives speak of uniting
They mean we should unite their way
Keep still and march in lockstep reciting
Whatever they tell us to pray

If they can't legislate morality
All at once they still never stop
Their march to absolute hegemony

As Supreme Court justices drop

With blinders on they see themselves climbing
And they think they are near the top
In the distance I hear midnight chiming

I can see the barren valley
By the bone-white light of a knowing moon
Leading back to the back-alley
Where all of us will be united soon

+Steven Curtis Lance



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