Brotherhood's One Voice
Across the valleys and far-reaching hills
the spirit of man to this day remains…
keepers of liberty guard one covenant
though battles rage across the earth
like deep markings from time past--
yet the global village rises ever boldly
from the lunges of imperial greed.
Until the drums rumble an anthem,
with an elixir that pours a sacred mark
kindling the warriors’ grit, renewed
from their legendary descendants’ wail:
That a collective language rings
a most powerful voice that affirms
one timeless creed … “peace begins with me,”
reaching far out beyond all heaven’s skies,
as spirit of brotherhood thrives within … free.
The Sword Speaks Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward 2/3/2017
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