Lore Me34

Veteran Poet - 1,400 Points (March 10,1967 / Chicago, IL. USA)

Echoes In The Wind - Poem by Lore Me34

As that cold February wind blows I hear echoes in the wind.
I hear old negro spirituals, like 'Go down Moses' and 'Swing Low sweet Chariot' As I listen to the faint soulful voices (sing here) 'Go down Moses way down and Egypt land and tell old pharaoh to let my people go' I remember those song were more than spirituals they were messages of freedom. Listen people, listen real close and you will hear the voices of freedom in the Echoes of the Wind. (sing here) 'Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home; Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home' Did you hear them I did and I'll never forget the voices of freedom I heard in the Echoes of the wind.

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (2/6/2013 11:59:00 AM)


    I am smeling the wind with the fragments of freedom.....a good one i will vote too (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 6, 2013



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