Fort Hamilton High School - Tower Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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world. NOT when There were people who did noT have The righT To Iive. And yeT all l've f . nl I 7 , heard in These lasT Tive days is We wanT 7 , - -- - ff if Things as They were. WhaT do They wanT in 4553, -.3..,,' ThaT sTaTus quo? Gum in The candy case, Their i ':Igi Lf? TavoriTe brand oT cigareTTes, a good 5c cigar, A, - . . . .. . .-., a pockeT book wiThouT raTion poinTs lingling around . . . Chinese babies being Ted opium, 1, Jews being purged, Negroes noT being able 'i To geT iobs, kids in The slums OT N. Y., London , V , s and Paris growing up To be Al Capones? Good :,. ' God! - if 7 ,ff , v .' ' Lg,,5o,,,i, As The lasT biTTer words OT accusaTion and quesTion Taded away, There was a compIeTe and uTTer silence. WiTh his arms around his knees, The boy waiTed Tor an answer. BuT no answer came. Only an unyielding quieT. And he Tell back in despair. And Then he heard someThing. The sea. And as he lay, iTs murmurs seemed To Tell him oT anoTher who had come seeking comTorT, over I5O years ago . . . This man worried Tor Tear ThaT I3 liTTle independenT sTaTes wouIdn'T see The need Tor a merging oT power. ThaT I3 liTTle governmenTs wouIdn'T give up a whiT oT Their sovereigniTy Tor someThing as absTracT and Tar TeTched an ideal as a union. . . . a oneness of purpose and acTions. I-Ie prayed Tor wisdom and paTience and The righT words To make Them see ThaT They were To be The nucleus oT a greaT naTion, had They only The desire and The Torbearance. I-Ie hadmany doubTs, and he came here many a nighT, even as you. A wild idea iT was . . . buT look! ThoughTTulIy, The boy picked up a shell and Toyed wiTh iT aimlessly. I-Ie held iT To his ear. IT Too, had a message . . . There was anoTher soldier who came here, Too. JusT like him excepT Tor his color. I-Ie cafme here wondering if The war was worThwhiIe. IT his people, who had been The cause oT The war would be any beTTer OTT aTTer iT. IT TrighTened him. Would IiTe be beTTer Tor him and his wiTe iT They did have Treedom? They had been lucky. The masTer had been kind- There was Tood and sheITer and help when you were sick, and securiTy. Did Treedom have anyThing beTTer To olzlfer? Or even anyThing as good. Oh yes-he doubTedI BuT he wenT back and he ToughT Tor oThers who had noT had kind masTers--and Tor a dream called a Union. And look-look. The boy ThoughT oT his company aT camp-and he looked raTher proudly aT The shell. I-Ie goT up and sTarTed walking up and down The beach. And even The sand spoke To him-oT a woman who came To ask iT The world which had been made safe Tor democracy was worTh her husband's IiTe. The crunching OT The sand seemed To say I Told her, yes, buT now I don'T know. Maybe she, in her biTTerness was righT. I-low can I know how To comTorT you. Maybe This war can have no good eiTher. As Though To reTuTe This blasphemy, The waves began rolling in TasTer and TasTer and Their soTT murmur Turned To a loud roar- NoI Noi iT said. And The boy Turned To The sea, and laughed again-The lines oT his Tace moved inTo Their lConTinued on Page 46l 9

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