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The word in our mind
Is we, that we find
The ego No longer exist
It has blown away, Like the morning mist
Politic is no longer A word
That's nothing We ever heard
That's I and you
No more A true
That we are we
One nation and free
That no one makes, most money
To live on sweets and honey
That all be able
To Put food On the table
That we work together
To make the world better
That nature is not own
That we have it as a loan
That war is no a speak
The power of weak
That yours aren't yours
And mine, not mine
That we work together
Along the same line
That people just know
What's right, only so
That's law isn't a book
In which we have to look
A child is a child
Right to be Crazy and wild
To play and have fun
Bear foot under the sun
That we don't have to work all-day
Not be at home
And also have fun and play
That we build a world
For all of us
That we have a seat
In the same bus
That ethnicity isn't a stamp
That we all have Light
from the same lamp
That cars work on air
Wouldn't that be fair
That chimney not
Produce the clouds in the air
And clean is the
Breeze down here
This is a dream
Oh, Yes I know
But perhaps
Will some of
the wishes away go
Because We have a dream
This is my first attempt trying to rhyme in English, perhaps a bit lame….