Moments long ago, moments long ahead
Moments of Mystique not quite conveyed
Beautiful and magical doggerel unsaid
Invisible freedom far from mandated
Dim lights shining at liberty unsolicited
Populations discovered, races still debated
Colors of unity, essence of diversity,
Sought in sweet honey tread as unrated
Pleading, in divinity to the One who never hated
May His children’s homes with virtues be elated
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