We’re a first amendment garden,
Humanity is our den
We’re peace; the breeze is our niche
We’re a poem; dignity is our dam
We’re art; we can even shape the dirt
We’re an institute, but not like other dudes
We’re a higher wisdom,
but we inhale outside the norm
We’re five heavyweight souls
Across the land, we dug a spiritual hole
Indeed, we are a First Amendment garden, shedding the weight of any burdens, for within us resides humanity and love, our sanctum. We embody five resolute souls, together delving into the depths of a vast transcendental tunnel. Our vision, akin to an expansive ocean, transcends ordinary bounds. We christen ourselves:
