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Our Association was founded by former Officers and Residents of Alcatraz
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THE ISLE OF ALCATRAZ
(AS SEEN FROM THE OUTSIDE)
Staunch and alone in the bay,
Like a fortress grim,
Lashed by angry waves,
Which no man can swim,
Stands the Isle of Alcatraz.
Day by day the ships go by,
Passing on they anchor not,
Merely gaze with solemn wonder,
At that forbidden spot,
Lonely Isle of Alcatraz.
Sailing thru the Golden Gate,
Ships from foreign lands,
Glimpse with scorn upon the rock,
Where the prison stands,
Unwelcome Isle of Alcatraz.
Little children fear it,
Bad men live there, they are told,
Old folks shudder at the thought,
Of those prisoners bold,
Grim old isle of Alcatraz.
Thus it stands in Frisco Bay,
Where the waters cold,
Dash and beat in fury,
Against the challenger bold,
Defiant Isle of Alcatraz.
No fame or honor it attains,
No name of high degree,
Thus daily it sees the ships,
pass on into the sea,
Unfamed Isle of Alcatraz.
THE ISLE OF ALCATRAZ
(AS SEEN BY THOSE WHO LIVE THERE)
Out in Frisco’s bay of beauty,
High above the lashing waves,
Like a battleship on duty,
Guarding well the Golden Gate,
Stands the Isle of Alcatraz.
Sounds of footsteps hurrying homeward,
At the close of day,
Happy voices, children’s laughter,
Echo out across the bay,
From the Isle of Alcatraz.
Cozy homes where love abides,
Where ease and comfort welcomes one,
Where a loved one homeward strides,
When his day at work is done.
Welcome Isle of Alcatraz.
The passing ships will never know,
The beauty of its cliffs,
Where poppies and sweet flowers grow,
Where beauty lies in secret spots,
Beautiful Isle of Alcatraz.
It cares not for praise or fame
From the world without,
It cares only to attain,
Praise from those within,
Peaceful Isle of Alcatraz.
Ships may come and pass you by,
But you stand in all your glory,
Lift your regal head up high,
We who know you love you,
Our own dear Isle of Alcatraz.
Ester Faulk
July 30, 1934