Although we are seen as grand,

Our politics are full of remorse

Nothing we do ever goes through

Each individual runs his own course.

Now could you imagine a place,

Where opinions aren’t scoffed at or berated

No one would pry where your loyalties lie

And a membership would not get you hated.

Perhaps we must look past the parties

And make flexible our decisions.

Don’t wave a hand at the way others stand

And begin to consider their visions.

Instead of divided masses

Determined to fight to the end

We can unite in what is right

With elephants and donkeys as friends.