We (are) the People

Who are we?

Are we men

in offices, yes that would still be

us.

But, I think we are also the boy who got a flag from the lady in the parade and waves it because he loves his country

or because he doesn't know any better

he'll think about it someday, so he's one of us.

I think the people on public radio when you're listening on Saturday afternoon while Mom folds laundry,

they're the people

we the people.

The kids who go to classes and try to push out thoughts of the future because it's not looking great but also try to fight for it because it's what we've got,

they're the people,

and the new robotics teacher who I haven't met yet,

and the lady who gave me an ice cream sandwich because she was on her way over to the construction workers with them and I said hi.

And I don't know

what boxes they checked

in the boxes they went into

last winter.

And I don't know

what signs they hold

in the protest of life,

or if they hold one at all.

But they're people

We're people

We're the people,

all of us,

we the people.

We the people,

the new ones,

let's fight for what we believe in,

because we're the people

no matter what they meant

when they wrote 

we the people.