We get so used to fighting the "them"
That we start to fight our "us"
We waste our time refining "us"
And loose the message to minutia
But it isn't always about one voice
Or one consistent message
The details aren't as important
As the thread that binds us
Our allies make us stronger
Teachers further our message
A chorus makes us louder
Division can only divide us
There is value in varied perspectives
The old voice brings wisdom
The young voice brings change
The dissenting voice brings reflection
A unexpected spark in one person
Grows to a slow burn in the many
Flames can come together as a wildfire
But won't survive if they're doused.