Across the fields of No Man’s Land
The poet guides his magic hand
Describing all the feelings clear
Of incidents both far and near.
This is the place where freedom rings
While opportunity still sings,
Where each and everyone of all
Have heard the sound of caution’s call.
No matter what the future’s cost
Or if some dreams by chance get lost
We are the champions of all
And stand together or we fall !
Claire V. Bogdanos 