There was a man upon the road
Who seemed weighed down by heavy load
With spirits low, his shoulders sagged
And as he walked, his feet they dragged.
Another cause, another place
Perhaps another futile race
Tis sad believing all is lost
His faith and honor are the cost.
Oh Lord above, how can this be
The innocents now deemed guilty
Justice is lost, our nation cries
And all are left with compromise !
Claire V. Bogdanos 