Manly frames in rugged grandeur
Lofty visions of conquests new
Dreams of lust, love and football
Bodies etched against the cobalt blue.
Your spreading arbors afford them shelter
An exclusive club for men for sure
Wheels essential, legs an option
Gathering place of hopes and more.
All those hopes and all that promise
Extinguished, dashed and brought to earth
Legs laid waste through their misfortune
Yet your children are of noble birth.
Enrobe them in your leafy mantle
Strew their path with cloth of gold
In human frame, but of godly stature
Wasted men, ride out, be brave! Be bold!
What polio has wrought, mankind can mend
Open hearts heal twisted limbs
Yet to you they will always return for succour
To give praise and thanks in raucous hymns.
