| I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor.
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| That’s not my business.
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| I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone.
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| I should like to help everyone if possible; |
| Jew, Gentile, black man, white.
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| We all want to help one another. |
| Human beings are like that. |
| We want to live by
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| each others happiness, not by each others misery.
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| We don’t want to hate and despise one another.
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| In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can
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| provide for everyone. |
| The way of life can be free and beautiful,
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| but we have lost the way.
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| Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate,
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| has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.
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| We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in.
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| Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want.
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| Our knowledge has made us cynical; |
| our cleverness, hard and unkind.
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| We think too much and feel too little. |
| More than machinery, we need humanity.
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| More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness.
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| Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
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| We lay under the starlight
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| Trying to find a way home
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| We live, we strive
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| To make our way through
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| This life between us and our hearts
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| And I won’t be surprised
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| When looking to the sky
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| If you ever came back for me
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| I will be here waiting
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| And if it isn’t true
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| And if these feelings grew
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| I will be here waiting
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| Whatever the future brings
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| The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together.
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| The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men;
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| cries out for universal brotherhood;
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| for the unity of us all. |
| Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the
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| world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a
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| system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.
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| To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair.
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| The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of
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| men who fear the way of human progress.
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| The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the
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| people will return to the people. |
| And so long as men die, liberty will never
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| perish. |