The fabric of our nation had been torn asunder.

A nation divided trying to agree on a shared history.

But even before the fabric was ripped,

Our country was deeply split.

The stories have been muddled, they’ve been a blunder.

Half truths and, yes, even lies

Have made us one or the other;

Unable to rely on a neighbor, a friend, a brother.

Take those stories, tell them all, tell them now!

Weave them through the fabric and

Make our union more perfect.

Make We, the People whole.