Poem about Family
Written in a moment of inspiration, this poem seeks resonance with all that is sacred in life.
The Call Of Angels
©
Derrick V. Bruce
Deeply resonating,
I hear the call of Angels...
Who were once humble souls...
that conspired to try hard...
Rich halls of endless voices
inspire me to move forward...
Am I at peace, knowing,
the drum beating in my ear,
pushes me onward toward my own destiny?
The lives of mankind sink into history,
our purpose is to continue, and bring
new hope to those who need us most...
Stalwart at the borders of change, we
hold hands and hear the call of Angels.
Our hope being undivided, we wish peace and happiness for all our children,
for all children...
Who will hear the call one day,
stand proud and strong,
and sing praises to God in thanks...
I hear the call of Angels...
Who were once humble souls...
that conspired to try hard...
Rich halls of endless voices
inspire me to move forward...
Am I at peace, knowing,
the drum beating in my ear,
pushes me onward toward my own destiny?
The lives of mankind sink into history,
our purpose is to continue, and bring
new hope to those who need us most...
Stalwart at the borders of change, we
hold hands and hear the call of Angels.
Our hope being undivided, we wish peace and happiness for all our children,
for all children...
Who will hear the call one day,
stand proud and strong,
and sing praises to God in thanks...
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