I am unjust, but I can strive for justice.
My lifes unkind, but I can vote for kindness.
I, the unloving, say life should be lovely.
I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness.
Man is a curious brutehe pets his fancies
Fighting mankind, to win sweet luxury.
So he will be, though law be clear as crystal,
Tho all men plan to live in harmony.
Come, let us vote against our human nature,
Crying to God in all the polling places
To heal our everlasting sinfulness
And make us sages with transfigured faces.