A poem by: Ben Dunk.† April 11, 1980





The road to expansion of ideals

is rent with holes and weeds

Yet the way can be cleared

with expeditions most feared


Go to the rendition of spiritual

fireís and It is non eventual

The effort needed to apply

is held in the mindís of many


Where communion is triggered

so strength as one is adjured

Thus the mighty powered pagan

doth yield to the populace again