Not all is bad,
When you see dear hearts,
Lending others a hand,
This is not charity but encouragement,
For what made this country great,
Was creativity, entrepreneurship, bravery,
Believing in better days, working hard,
Taking a chance, building dreams,
Reaching mountains, sewing seams,
Wanting to make lives better,
Never let this dream grow old,
Be controlled, by black hearted feudal lords,
Do not let the handcuffed story of the Middle Ages,
Ever in this brave and bright new country take a hold.
The American, And the Earth dream can be realized if the good continue to outnumber the bad. I share your trepidatious optimism.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well we have to all keep plugging away trying to make a positive difference and if enough of us do that collectively we can make and impact. Like you said never let the dream grow old. Good advice.