Mission Santa Cruz
Early mission's ruin makes chaff.
Former pride's diminished by half.
Seen now old destruction's no laugh.
Glory's faded.
Rogues were ruled not by an oak staff.
Prudence jaded.
Copyright © Alfred Berggren | Year Posted 2017
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