The Gray Ghosts of Men
The gray ghosts
of men
Stand tall
Throughout history
Inscribed in these clouds
Ride their chariots, ride
Through the crosswinds
Then, mark each
River with their golden wings
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2009
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