Hear The Bell Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Hear the bell
Of a coming tomorrow
Growing its spell
Of joy and of sorrow
Equality in peace
All wandering by
To give and to please
Of its new coming sky

Hear its singing tone
As the bell calls
Thru earth and stone
On streets and malls
A love song of life
In its melodies
Thru wandering strife
Of people’s liberties

A new day is calling
In meetings on go
As time flow’s falling
Fast in and slow
Infants cry and the old
All coming into clear
Nothing can hold
Arriving of New Year