We hope for a wave yet it’s still just a ripple
A small grain of sand, size of pinprick, a stipple
One step in direction of most earnest goal
An unformed idea that aches to be whole
Imperfect we beings, yet grand in our flaws
With dogged compulsion we chase without pause
Ideals and dreams that we have since a child
Untainted and guiltless, a shoot growing wild
Of kindness and friendship and unbridled laughter
Till cynical gray all but muddied the water
With time and hard knocks comes a dawning awareness
That deeds of goodwill do not bring about fairness
But we won’t be thwarted, it’s not in our nature
To let hate win out is not up for debate here
Tis a showing of faith that inherently good
Is our dream-powered engine, the one we think could
With nothing but moxie and a brash strength of will
Reach the future we’re due as we scale every hill...
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