Amanda Gorman What would it look like, sound like, and/or feel like if your generation were to leave behind a country that is better than the one you are inheriting?

So while once we asked
how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?
We will not march back to what was
but move to what shall be
A country that is bruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turned around
or interrupted by intimidation
because we know our inaction and inertia
will be the inheritance of the next generation
Our blunders become their burdens
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy
and change our children’s birthright
So let us leave behind a country
better than the one we were left with

What would it look like, sound like, and/or feel like if your generation were to leave behind a country that is better than the one you are inheriting?