nothing false about hope

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 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.

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in the end, we all want change. we're used to change, we change things to feel change. but almost never it's not the need for it we seek, but rather, a reason to believe in change. i'm not at all caught up in the political scene of the united states, but this video says something to me. in everybody's ideal utopia, there's always a flaw, and along with it, change. what we don't realize, is that it's inevitable. nothing will ever stay the same. it's not meant to.

to be able to marvel at what words can do. to be able to understand. to be able to feel. to be able to speak, dream, love. to be able to. we're able to. but can we? however many times my fourth grade taught me that there's a difference between a 'may' and a 'can'. it's difficult to differentiate between a 'can' and an 'able to.' we're able to do as we'd like. but are we really? all these rules and restrictions - are we really able to? of course we can. but we won't. because we aren't able to. or perhaps, i myself am confusing what is allowed, and what we're able to do. this is complicating my thoughts. dear sadness, it's those moments i want back. just those few thoughtless moments, when what i said was able to inspire. i can't write a good enough speech to bring tears to the eyes of a crowd of a billion, but what i miss is when it was so painless and easy to just not care whether i could or couldn't; when it was more about whether or not i would or wouldn't. i'll always remember. i'm just at a loss as to how to bring it back.