in these corners
are hidden secrets
that may never be explain
and may never be spoken

for when the dawn comes
oh ye sun so faithsull shines
brightly with you the day
the secrets are all tucked away

rise oh we
the bearer of the torch, in thee
we put our hopes and dreams
for with eternal lights you gleam

"Out of what scum, and up from what abyss,
Had they arrived--these rags of memory. "
Alma Mater by Edwin Arlington Robinson