Thomas Jefferson's Reply

Thomas Jefferson’s Reply I had my passion, my delight and me To blend the union: fast, unfading, yet Of doubtful glory. Willing to stand up To daggers in the savage king's eyes and Refuse submission to his sharp bare sword, So well known to swathe the free natives red. Let me sate your inquiry, as I know. I tried my best to seek wise counsel and Read leaves while I sipped tea with the statesmen. I channeled my thoughts through my pen for then And future generations, but shunned speech. Resort to caustic language was although There even then, but no one crossed the line. Republic is a river, each drop moves The other thus charts the course and carves banks While conquers fissures and it shines rough stones. Emerging puddles often clamor to Gain access but may languish in earth’s crust. Therein lies the charge of sage leader to Corral the feral thinking and beliefs. Remember, democratic rule counts heads Which adds to total richness of content. It takes a circle to uphold the pole Atop the crest of democratic climb. Thus the need for each and all to pitch in. Spare me from smear of gossip on my tomb– Though my components have now ceased to be My thoughts are sprinkled in the pixie dust. And I have left my writings on shared rack. Search the shelves and you shall find all you seek.