All through the years of try and fail,

We work toward that final goal

To conquer that which stands before

Every single mind and soul.

We strive to bring opposers down!

For none shall stand in defiance,

That we will not outdo in time.

We reign supreme in our alliance!

Bring forth our bows of burning gold!

Bring forth our arrows of desire!

Bring forth our spears! O clouds, unfold!

Bring forth our chariots of fire!

We will not cease from mental fight,

Not shall our spirits sleep. We stand!

Till we have come to journeys end,

Till we have won, our prize in hand.

By Tracee Johnson