Surely not me? The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we've dreamed
And all the songs we've sung
And all the hopes we've held
And all the flags we've hung
The millions who have nothing for our pay--
Except the dream that's almost dead today
O, let America be America again--
The land that never has been yet--
And yet must be--the land where every man is free
The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--
Who made America
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain
America was built on ideas that ANYBODY regardless of social class, skin color, religion, etc. could call America their own. 
 Everybody could live the “American Dream” and could start from rags to riches and be treated equally: everybody in America could dictate their own future with equal opportunity, just like how the founding fathers intended it to be. 

Let America Be America Again