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No Desert Poppies
In desert sand no poppies grow;
unmarked, no crosses, row on row.
Young life cut down, Youth tarries, dead.
Hopes hover high; mem'ries un-fled,
still held despite the fate we know,
'spite death, love lives -- unbowed -- to show
yon lives the way Justice must flow,
'though ardor and fervor have yet yielded
no desert poppies.
Truth rose, fought darkness, met its foe,
wrestled, won; failed, and rose again; so
guard its journey 'mid blackness wide.
Still burns its Torch held high with pride !
Cowards lack the will, 'though Heroes know
no desert poppies.
