| Written: MAY 12, 2001 |
When you think about it:
Other than our family & friends,
We are unimportant.
In the world-view we are useless.
As I am just another guy,
Walking down the street.
One who could get smoked
By the next oncoming car.
I seek to make difference,
A lasting impression.
To be remembered,
As my forefathers.
May my words lead my path,
To the value of myself,
To the destiny stolen from us.
Our mark will be felt.
Not in a museum,
Nor a classroom,
But in the world as a whole.
We will once more rule our lands.
