I found the answer... open your hands.
Reach out, distance enough, and fair maiden in hand,
All in all, we ain't... But, we press on!
I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's 
not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer 
anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; 
Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one 
another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by 
each others happiness, not by each others misery. We 
don't want to hate and despise one another. In this 
world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is 
rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can 
be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed 
has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with 
hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. 
We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. 
Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our 
knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and 
unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More 
than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, 
we need kindness and gentleness. Without these 
qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. 
The airplane and the radio have brought us closer 
together. The very nature of these inventions cries out 
for the goodness in men; cries out for universal 
brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice 
is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of 
despairing men, women, and little children, victims of 
a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent 
people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not 
despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the 
passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the 
way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and 
dictators die, and the power they took from the people 
will return to the people. And so long as men die, 
liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give 
yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; 
who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to 
think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat 
you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give 
yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with 
machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, 
you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of 
humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the 
unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! 
Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the 
seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the 
kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group 
of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have 
the power, the power to create machines, the power to 
create happiness! You, the people, have the power to 
make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a 
wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let 
us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a 
new world, a decent world that will give men a chance 
to work, that will give youth a future and old age a 
security. By the promise of these things, brutes have 
risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that 
promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but 
they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill 
that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do 
away with national barriers! To do away with greed, 
with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of 
reason, a world where science and progress will lead to 
all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of 
democracy, let us all unite!
Don't set the sun or let hearts grow dim. Return back 
to the hill that you left, with the city in your hands 
and if nothings left, well, the forest marches on. 
Forget not who you are. Children of the sun. My point 
is,
salt is on the ground,
the cast are on their way,
and the audience is set.
Now that we have painted faith, shout, 'Victory is 
ours!'