The bullet hit at 6.01
The twilight of our blessed son
Had come
Long tolls the bell
The knell still rolls
In all assassinated souls
In every man who had a dream
In every king who had a queen
In every city, every state
In every sin that resonates
God Bless You Martin Luther Ling
The hate goes on
The chimes still sting
Please tell me what you think
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one of my heroes..
Your first verse and title are very potent. And your ending was sound. I tripped a bit in the second verse..a minor spelling correction..."assinated" = assassinated.
I do appreciate the social consciousness behind your work..I have read a few now, and will read more.
All the best,
Mat
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Hey - thanks so much for your kind comments. I appreciate your spelling correction - I am normally such a perfectionist and am cross with myself for that - but I have corrected it now - thanks for the good will. Stephanie x
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I do agree... Book worthy!!!!
Wonderful thoughts Stephanie!
Take Care,
~pithyAplomb.
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A timeless piece!!!
Stephanie,
I don't know why I comment on your work. I've run out of compliments to give on your marvelous writings. This site is so blessed to have you compose. I only wish you could put out a book for the world to read. You're a fantastic writer! Your spirituality is beyond words.
"The bullet hit at 6:01
The twilight of our blessed son
Had come
Long tolls the bell
The knell still rolls
In all assassinated souls
Those lines are heartwrenching! Thank you for your words!
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