Monday, March 24, 2003
PASSAGE TO FREEDOM
MOMENT OF TRUTH Paper, messengers drop, From above, as, anxious, People look up at their, Smoked filled, Iraqi, sky! Whirling and twirling, Bits of print, quietly, Cascade towards the earth, Offering a, helping, hand. Suddenly, a rush of noise Follows the, excited, crowd As it scrambles to pick up...
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