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Silently I stand there,
Shading My Eyes from the Glare,
I watched Him glide across the Sky,
Wings spread wide with growing Pride,
His haunting cry,
And probbing Eye,
Transfixed My Soul,
Trembling..
As I was rememb'ring..
Voices smoky,
Whispering sadly..
and Cries from His People,
Treated badly,
Yet the Sun embraced their Dreams,
Again,they'll come to us with Beams
of Light..
Releasing the Plight,
Of their Brothers... White.
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