In every land,
Every kingdom,
Every corridor
Across the world
Someone died
Making the world better
For you and I.
For the cause of freedom,
Men fought until nothing was left,
Some went to their death.
We are the seed they bore,
The fruit of their labor.
We are living their visions,
Manifesting their dreams.
We are bone of their bone,
Flesh of their flesh.
It is our duty to live life
With purpose and pride
Honoring those ancestral spirits
As if we were kin to every man that died,
Every woman that cried,
Suffered loss,
Paid the cost.
These men were not of different fiber than we.
We are of the same tapestry.
To our ancestors we must remain true,
As to ourselves we must remain true,
By assuring that their dreams
Never cease.
Let every heart determine once again,
"Let there be peace on earth,
And let it begin with me."
Until every man is free to be all he was created to be.
copyright by P. Newman-Harris
Welcome to the Light A Candle in the Dark website. Light A Candle in the Dark is a poetry website created to share my poetry and the poetry of others who have a love for reading and writing poetry. It is a place where poetry is loosely defined. It's a simple joy of the written or spoken word. It is not a forum for discussing technique or the contents of the poetry posted herein. Welcome and enjoy! Pat (aka P. Newman-Harris)