As she kneels
Her eyes are heaven bound
Her lips tremble
She weeps
Her shield battered and bent
her sword, scarred laying by her side
I ask the maid what is your name
Why do you weep?
I hear naught.
With pleading eyes she says unto you
I have failed
So much has gone wrong
The clouds of chaos pass by
And then a light appears and I know
For I am reminded
I must make a decision
I must make a selection
Having done so I go on my journey
I travel a by-way and pass thru a kaleidoscope of color
The tapestry of the human family
Before you they pray
They all plead for America so that she can find her way again
That besides giving of her treasure she will as you have willed
Be the champion of the ravaged and the enslaved
That at long last the questions of color, religion or sex can no longer be
A qualification for leadership
That the prophets of untruths, greed and hatred will be silenced.
That again we shall be a humble and grateful people
Yes Maid I know your name.
I just had to open my eyes, my ears and listen to my heart