Heal the World

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What is the destiny of a Nation?
One Nation, under…. What?
The people calling for change
United for a common voice.
It was thought by some that
Nothing could amend,
The world was set at one pace.

For opportunities ,
To the wounded mothers
of fallen soldiers.
To unsung veterans, left in hell.
And may the helm of a torn document
Glow.
May the bounties of a wealthy nation
Flow.

Heal the Nation,
Heal the World.
Repair.
It was sung from the rooftops
When the world was righted of its wrongs.
And so the nation has spoken.
Yes we can,
Yes… we can.