Full Circle

You're such an inspiration for the ways.
A little less red,
More white,
Something growing inside.
Picket lines and picket signs,
But you tell me it is alright.
We all have a choice
Except I had too much wine.
Seeing the unheard you know
Tasting the truth, it's mild
Some things are best left unspoken,
Afraid to be broken,
And lets hope you are not wrong this time. 
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