We all have it in us: the courage to express our convictions, even in the face of the majority.
This nation, these 50 states united by a document poetically expressing perhaps the most basic unalienable right -- the right to live in freedom -- is not, as some would believe, a geographical location. The United States is, at its best, an ideal. A torch that lights the way for every citizen of our planet who is in danger of losing hope. A voice that cries out into the desert scorching the oppressed and downtrodden.
Your struggle is not the end. The end of your struggle is the realization of your freedom.
America is an experiment, a microcosm of the world's diversity compressed into 3.797 million square miles. A foundation for humanity's better angels putting down roots in one place.
If our nation's flag represents anything, it's that it should never wave in vain but always for those yearning to realize their basic rights as a person. Our flag flies in the face of inequality, of prejudice, of judgement, of oppression. It flies in the face of the comfortable, the entitled and, ironically, the bureaucratic.
Those who fail to recognize courage of any kind, can they ever be truly free?