Sing


Sing,

when all others have gone silent.

Sing,

words of your persecution.

Sing,

syllables appealing not to man.

Sing,

when you are told to be silent.

Sing,

when the archer's arrow flies.

Sing,

when the temple is left in ruin.

Sing,

when praise is your last breath.



copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr


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