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We are the proudest, the promises made,

We are the frustrated, the workers unpaid.

We are the listener, we are their voices,

We are the nurses, makers of hard choices.

We are qualified, with love unconditional,

We have tolerance, loving all needs additional.

We tend the forgotten, receive the gifts gladly,

We war with intolerance, view the ignorant sadly.

We are the loyal, we are the marooned,

We take on the machine, we heal the wound.

We are the tireless, we are the swarm,

We are the power, the oncoming storm.

We are the protectors, we are the light,

We are the warriors, the crusading knight.

We are the forgivers, life navigators,

We are the template, the patient translators.

We are the protectors, the keepers of beauty,

Custodians of mighty, the watchmen on duty.

We are misunderstood, we are the strange,

We live in a world we would never change.

We are the boxer ready to fight,

We are the community that forever unite.

We are the ones to demand their place

We are the ones who leave no trace

We are the jugglers, unpaid educators

We are sadly at war with all legislators

We are behind doors, we are the hidden,


We are welcome, but they are forbidden.


They will grow, they will be heard


Our children will flourish, it is deserved.

(c) Dan white

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