Sometimes I struggle just to cope;
I feel like all I have is hope
And all my dreams and all my fears
To get me through the passing years.

Sometimes I wish that life made sense,
That situations weren't so tense,
That optimism might prevail
Once less constructive methods fail.

That people might cooperate
And not leave everything to fate,
But work to meet a set of goals
That challenge hearts and minds and souls.
 

Chorus:
There are limits to our land,
Yet consumption is our game
When our future isn't planned
And our leaders are insane.
But a vision for the future,
Assuming we survive,
Can make the most of what we have
And keep our dreams alive.

I wish my nation would resolve
What's necessary to evolve
That leaders wouldn't feed our fear,
But lead us to a new frontier.

That health and wealth were commonplace
With no divisions based on race
Or age or sex or place of birth,
But better ways for judging worth.
 

Chorus
 

I wish our nation would unite
In standing up for what is right,
Protect the future and respect
The other cultures we affect.

To realize we aren't alone
And can't decide things on our own,
And while we're at, we should face
Our duties to the human race.
 

Chorus

©2003 Sheryl Zettner