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The Coming Revival ( a poem of hope)
The time has come, as this course now has run, changes, inevitably brought,
This country once was great, now what is our fate, as the answers sought.
Greed and corruption the main rules, as we are as tools, wars we've fought,
Is there a better way, for us to live each day, not perplexing to find, a thought.
Mother Liberty's tears are shed, and now comes the times we dread, as our last,
Should Lincoln to have died in vain, to see us now, great pain, as the die is cast.
All the grand in history to fall, just one more chance, our last call, from the past,
Our time is getting late, discard vices to perpetuate, this storm before the mast.
We must breach the coming storm, overcome in any form, not reach for a star,
Humanity can't wait, to relax or hesitate, futures to to begin here, not from afar.
We must find the powerful wind, our ship of life to send, our waiting sails to fill,
Putting aside all greed, the hate, regain our nation, once great, retake the wheel.
Time to announce the arrival, of this our greatest revival, a most profound event,
Renounce the evilness, the things that send us amis, without our own consent.
Stand up, be counted as strong, show the world that we belong, in a human race,
Strength to move mountains, to atone, one small seed, not alone, together faced.
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