Monday, September 5, 2011
9-11- The Towers Fall~
With brave last words they went--
Not to their Earthly abode, but to the celestial
Spheres to twinkle and shine and guide
The world to a higher call from a higher ground.
But the crashing of the wall
Was a higher call from a higher ground
To the heavens bound,
Where there are glorious towers.
There will be, there are unforgettable flowers.
Myself in race, color, creed, and freedom fetters--
Could I have served God better?