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It was a creed written into the foundation of a nation
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 ballets; a President who chose the moon as the 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 equity.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair the world.
Yes we can.
We know the battle ahead will be long, but 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 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 a little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon
Are the same dreams as the boy learning on the streets of LA;
we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not
as divided as our politics suggest; that we are one people; we are one nation;
And together we will begin the next great chapter in the American story
these three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea-