"I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky.
I think about it every night and day,
spread my wings and fly away.
I believe I can soar".

Normally I dismiss this song as maudlin sentiment. People today take themselves too seriously. The phrases, PC, self-esteem, self-actualization, individualized learning styles fly around, normally driving me crazy.
Yet this same song brought tears to my eyes last Saturday night. I listened as a homeless man named Stephen sang. Stephen sang of his hope. His hope that someday there would be no more homeless. That someday there would be no more orphans. Someday he would no longer tread the streets in the night, hearing the groan of humanity, the derision of the privileged, searching for a place to lay his head. Someday.
I don't think I'll ever hear this song again without thinking of that night, sitting on the pavement outside a bar as I listened to a man named Stephen.