Sweet love of youth.
Forgive, if I forget while
The world tide is bearing me along.
Other desires and other hopes
Bisect me.

Living brightness
To yourself.
I price your coming need to
Find us at your feet.
When the days of golden had

Was powerless to be destroyed.
When free education finally
Walks the land.
I may rise to see broken chains,
Fallen prejudice.

Forgotten injuries, and pardoned
Pains of out heros who’ve
Fought for free education and freedom.