Part 8
I bring this song from long ago
And hard times gone between
To help you know the things I know
And what these things can mean.
As I sing you now, my brothers,
Of that old time long ago,
Will you learn from what those others
Couldn't see and wouldn't know?
Will you learn again the reason
Why we're here, and whence we came?
Will you bring another season
To the making of our game?
Will you know now all the levels,
The intricacies, of life?
Will you cast aside your devils
And reduce your senseless strife?
Will you go working hand in hand,
With purpose, toward a goal
Of harmony in all the land
Remembering nature's role?
Will you overcome the errors
That once brought your fathers low
And avoid the ancient terrors
That have made of death a foe?
Will you bring about survival
In the way it ought to be,
So a man can be your rival
But is not your enemy,
Where man and every living thing
In all the halls of Earth
Are echoing this song I sing
Of what the world is worth?
I sing you now a future day
Of peace and harmony,
Of freedom then to go the way
Existence ought to be.
With free and bold creation
To contribute to the plan
What a great civilization
Will we then have made for man!
Can you see it now, my brothers?
What this world of ours can be,
For both us and all the others,
Living high and full and free.
Help me dream anew the vision
Of a world where life is good.
Come now, show me that my mission
Hasn't been misunderstood.
Come show me what you understand
Of how to change and grow,
Of how to make the things you've planned
Merge with creation's flow.
Come join me in my singing
Of a future that is bright,
Come help me now in bringing
All our brothers to the light.
Come sing the love of living
And of setting star-high aims,
Come sing the joy of giving
Our creations to the games.
Come sing my song of being
For my song is your song too.
A world awaits its freeing,
There is much that we can do.
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