It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of
a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as
they blazed a trail toward freedom.
Yes we can.
It was sung by
immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed
westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can.
It was the call
of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who
chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop
and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can to justice and
equality.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this
nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can.
We know the battle
ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in
our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling
for change. (We want change.)
We have been told we cannot do this by a
chorus of cynics…they will only grow louder and more dissonant ……….. We’ve been
asked to pause for a reality check. We’ve been warned against offering the
people of this nation false hope.
But in the unlikely story that is America,
there has never been anything false about hope.Now the hopes of the little
girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the
boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something
happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that
we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great
chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to
coast; from sea to shining sea: Yes We Can.
