Hope is an Anchor
The symbol of Hope is an Anchor
Cast into the depths of Ma Earth.
When Life is storm tossed and torrid,
The gleaming spiral spins past the dearth,
And seizes the Heart of the matter
To succor the Courage of worth.
The dream that once was America
Was lost when we slept at the tiller,
Thus allowed those with cunning to curse
And steer our Ship of State as a thriller,
To decency’s end, and then sap it’s purse.
Yet Hope once awakened from slumber
And shaken despair’s darkened hold,
Tethers the Souls that into nightmares were drifting
And welcomes the doubters back in from the cold.
The strength of the Bond to our Motherland
Yields new tales of wonder be told,
About the stalwart who dared to believe a new future;
Through the Q band,
The brave and the bold.