Poem Excerpt

OH SACRED BE THE HOUR OF DAY
THAT WE GRACE THIS LAND SO FREE,
AND FURTHER FAR THAT PLACE OF PEACE
THAT ONE DAY WE WILL SEE,
TO EVERMORE OUR THOUGHTS STAND TRUE
AS PURE AS OPEN SKIES,
AND MARCHING ON COURAGEOUSLY
WITH HUMILITY WE SHALL RISE.

Kenny Lord