The Burning flame

The burning flame that lit this world,
The raising bush smoke that covered the nation
'Tis burning flame never set to ground
'Tis fire of knowledge lit's every passion

The flame that burns to light this world,
The flame that raises the flame in us;
Where thus it came from?
It's still burning, from its ashes!

'Tis ashes are not ashes, it's a spark
That shone this earth, from generations to generations,
This spark never ceased nor knock over
Cause, they lit this world, without a lurk
They spread their notion to lit our notions
The little fire that never praised nor on the rover

The little fire that flamed your dream,
The little fire that shown the way;
Look back on to thine victorious life,
Isn't it the flame, that sizzled your realm?
Their spunk maketh your way,
Just look back and wave to their drive

The precious life that burning in this world,
The brightest light that shown a way for there
The lucky charm that has been your mold
Where is it now? Can you find it from there?

Just a moment, look back and find your spark,
It might need your spark, to brighten their dark;
Never forget that spark, that lighten you,
Never forget their aid in your view.