Marching forward undaunted, lurching forward haunted
By days gone by in vaunted terror, much reckless error,
Bearers of hope, good news, good will, and carefree liberty,
Without sound of fury, nothing to hurry, no reason to worry,
Looking to better days ahead, Love fed, completely satisfied,
Eternity begun, fraternity born, taciturnity turned to kind words,
And this march continues on, only begun, no ending, no bending
. . . marching forward undaunted . . .