We,No matter what the society may be,Must find the strength to live on once more.Footsteps struggling not to fall behind ―As heavy as the beads of sweat from our toil,Society must offer us an answer in return.A society that remains silent to honest labor,How can we ever call such a placeA world of equality?Because there are those in the lowliest placesCreating the bright light of an equal world,Hope lives on ― like a plum blossom amidst the bitter snow.Rather than an overflow1) of material wealth,I long for goodness, honesty, and integrity2) to flow like a stream,Wishing to exist within a warm landscape brimming with heart.We,No matter what the society may be,Must find the strength to live on once more.
1) Overflow : The state of a great flood or water spilling over its banks.
2) Integrity : Having a character and conduct that are noble and pure, free from any greed.