Father, I pray that, that Of every demarche in life hood God's affluence, light be your torch It distance lend you enchantment To the view of farer unsearched, yet Let your musing, felt be this That our progress as a nation Can't be swifter than Our progress in decent education Of ethics of life hood Our minds, our fundamental theory I pray it all from the heart Yours too, be the apparent causes Of heavy gesticulations Celestial dimensions The solar, lunar, astral, and the planets Bend by your feet In feel of your valor, honored Papa, dad, pere, parental My old man"