What does one do when dreams are crushed
And turned into a heap of dust
That leaves us all beyond our aim
With broken hearts and vanquished fame ?
Conquistadors and noble knights
You’ve heard their tales of valiant fights
And heroes who rest in their grave
Had visions that they died to save !
While we who are the bottom rung
Have simpler aims and hopes unsung
We beg our Lord to understand
And help us reach the promised land !
Claire V. Bogdanos 