Tomorrow wouldn’t be special

Hadn’t it been for the Romans

And now that it is

What are we going to do about it

Are we going to wake up and go about business as usual?

Or stop a moment and ponder on the year past…

It was Good and Bad and Terrible

In ways unimaginable

Yet beaten and bedraggled

Many of us made through

That should mean something

Tomorrow, as the world grows a year older

Let us approach it with a clean heart

And a sense of responsibility

Because we all are special to still be here

Let us start tomorrow as CITIZENS OF EARTH