The Promised Land Poem by Roy Lee
The Promised Land
I stand on this bare rock
The land of milk and honey
Solid and soft
Gaia at my feet
Lost and wandering
In silence of night
Full moon bright
I am from the dust of stars
And a child of the dirt
A desert breeze
Whispers the prophets' lies
Carrying the warriors cries
As they lay dying
Their banners fallen
West is the Promised Land
But in the east Venus is rising
From the mountain
A new dawn dawning.
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