For years teachers and peers have begged

for cooperation.
A kind of loving brotherhood between people
to stop the fighting.
A sort of unwritten contract between you
and your brothers.
To create change in everything you do
to better the world.
Where every face has a place
to call home.
Where every dream can be realized
if you try.
Where money DOES grow on trees
because everybody gives,
But for the most part
these dreams are forgotten.
Because for some reason everyone believes that
no one will believe,
enough to actually help one another.
But on October 29, 2014 I arrived in a place where
these exact thoughts are sung in a song
of blue jackets,
flooding the seats of an immense stadium, measuring
in the thousands.
We gathered there as a collective whole,
one voice.
We sat in rows by the hundreds of faces all singing
to the same tune.
Our eyes turning once more to the future.
The FFA
As our national officer team announced
we are all in one.
We all gather for the same reason,
and we rise.
“Why are we here?”
“To practice brotherhood,
Honor agriculture opportunities and responsibilities,
and develop the qualities of leadership which an FFA member should possess.”
We sing the song of love,
and brotherhood.
The way the whole world should act,
we stand,
for not only agriculture,
but for life.
If we could all just have a little FFA in us,
the world would be a better place.