Smiling in the dark.
A blog of Poetry & Prose.
Monday, February 2, 2009
My Father's Gun
As soon as this is over we'll go home
To plant the seeds of justice in our bones
To watch the children growing and see the women sewing
There'll be laughter when the bells of freedom ring
-Sir Elton John
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