Accord me thy trumpet
For I must blow
To spit out a lullaby
Lullaby for dear souls at limbo
Awake, for the season calls
And harken to the sound
For in haste we all must go
Out of this abject dredge
To liberation of incandescence brilliance
We bear the mark of hope
A foundation to posterity
Wear hastily thy proud vest of courage
And together tramp this enemy
Of societal bliss
Let us purge out the venom
While it hurt still
And purify the nation
Of cankerous worm
If not we, who would
Upon us only
Lies the role
If not the goal
To a better nation
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