One More Time Poem by JOE POEWHIT
One More Time
There like the leaves.
Fallen in the snow.
The end of the battle.
Slavery is going down slow.
Tomorrow our brothers are free.
To earn a wage and fee.
Cast like the bursting shell.
The steel shackles of the soul and hell.
Free like the hing, upon his throne.
To find my place with GOD and home.
All his children like the sod.
JESUS, the golden son of GOD.
from my poem book DREAMS
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