Saturday, July 14, 2012

To fight for the right, Without question or pause

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go

To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far

To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause

And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star


Prairie Lover said...

Man of La Mancha! I love this song - I played it on my flute in 7th grade band for a skills demonstration. Needless to say I didn't get many points for level of difficulty, but the band and the teacher were pretty well taken with the performance:)

The lyrics do seem to closely parallel the struggles that faithful Catholics and Mother Church Herself are dealing with today.

Bender said...

Don Quixote would NOT be one to say, "God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change," or any other similar pap like that.