Behold a Nation

Let's presume all is well Though we know truly in our minds That we are still crawling Like a snail under its shielded carapace. Let's presume it is well Though we know we are not yet there Midst nepotism and bureaucracy politics In that which our nation is canonized Furtherance into our country web of hierarchy Will renounce your reliable imaginations, Your emotional inappropriate findings, And your shortsighted quest around time and space. Believe it or not Their says must be well felt Since they are the holder Of anything go transient tools. In doubt or not in doubt Mysteries will sooner than later Unveil themselves in due time This is not far from our reach.