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The Time Has Come

What is the sound that I hear, the early call of the sparrow? their music is very clear. Last nite-I heard gunfire and yes that's typical as in my neighborhood we all live with fear. But each morning the mocking bird's makes noice of cheer. What is that sound I hear, are they singing a tune of triumphant that seems to help ease my fear. As the siren's and emergency personal pour into the hood, someone has died, O'that point is very clear. As another night of voilence-young folk's and old playing against the noon-early in the morning the birds of prey, play's another tune. Jacksonville, once a proud new city sparrowling with the promises of a Dreamer's dream. "Now the time has come-do we take back or do we all cry". The sun will still shine tomorrow-but for many in the city they all are asking why. Why is my young daughter hurting or my son spending this night in the morgue, "do we take back the city, or do we all cry". "Yes the Time has Come, will all ye pastor's not worry about the trouble or the crime". But will your prayers help motivate some, give strenth that's excruciating to everyone. "The time has come, apply yourself, before the rise of the Sun".

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/2/2009 10:26:00 AM
Another excellent poem Mr. Wayne keep up the good write!!!!...
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Date: 5/26/2009 12:30:00 PM
A stringent call to the right, my brother, praises for the good write.
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