Remember when the sky was blue?

When there were no planes nor motors too.

The days of travel dragged on and on, 

often taking lives like falling flies.

But as time moved on,

the hardships were gone.

Though new problems arose

and they continue to grow.

The young are hestigate

over a future to come.

The stress becomes sicker,

as the greed grows thicker.

So much as change

in these last thousand years.

So much good has sow

and still it's overshadowed

Don't turn a blind eye

towards the peope who cry.

Let's ring true

and live up to the name:

The Land of the Brave.