It's Not Too Late

Let us think about American
The dream it seems, as it's unfolding
And nothing's perfect but God knows we try
Most of us strive, for the golden

And we inherit a legacy
A world, so complicated
Sometimes it seems so cold and beyond reach
With things asleep, too deep to seek
And good thoughts, just out of reach

And exploitation seems to be the game
Each seems to want, to top another's
And spoiled minds, can permeate the soul
And the docks are full, of those that wish they'd land
Or could even take a stand
You know the stakes are great, but it's not too late

Assembly growing on, unending
And the suffering masses shrieking
Why must anyone do without ?
And who will feed our children?
For what is it to exist?
Too deep to seek, Just out of reach

And a Pulitzer, for the one who can tell the best
Let us seek the peace
Only people can reach
Cause it's not too late, and the stakes are great
Cause it's not too late, and the steaks are great