The King (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
The time may be uncertain but the tide has already turned the peoples of those nations that whole region of ...
Not just attacking, judging our enemies honest with our friends standing with all people Basic freedoms, justice for all speaking ...
For year upon year for many ages, our leaders presidents of both parties all of them, failing to speak If ...
Greatness will be defined how history will judge challenging our friends not merely fighting our enemies stating clear principles applying ...
If only we could look forward into time if we had hindsight to guide us to see how the things ...
We would rise up we would speak truth to power we would not hesitate thinking about the others Our hearts ...
Too much credit we need to be more humble recognizing the delay how slow we were to act to give ...
Our nation must be committed speaking out in freedom the aspirations of the people responding to the spring the Arab ...
In the mirror of time the prism of justice the sun shining upon us cutting through the darkness oppression and ...
Within the decision the shared decision to fight for their freedom to loose the dogs of war yet we pray ...
Thumbing his nose showing the sole the blood of his boots in the face of the world Claiming cease-fire yet ...
A prayer for peace for true freedom for peace in the Maghreb for all its neighbors for the whole region ...
A prayer for peace for the taste of true freedom for peace in the Maghreb for all its neighbors for ...
All across the region people rising standing against the tyrants yearning for freedom The cry for change organic, sweeping moving ...
Too slow coming by finally, action the world speaking standing together with the people yearning to breathe free Against the ...
Into the teeth of the lion into the fist of the madman the world handing the innocents over to the ...
Turning our blind eyes away from the crisis the murder of the peoples mercenaries and martyrs Their blood on our ...
The world allowing the people seeking freedom given over abandoned into the fist of the madman Hope not yet extinguished ...
Those who would be leaders guiding the nations will be called to account in the dock of history The ledgers ...
Stand up Mr. President shake off the diplomatic language the stakes never higher in this part of the world We ...
Easy to make members join the church harder to make disciples deep within their spirit Transforming them for a purpose ...
Wear your faith believe in your calling go where you are sent not worrying about tomorrow Act on what you ...
Listneing to his calling so many gifts sowing his seeds his love for all of us Not worrying about the ...
After days in the eighties and nineties a coolness this morning the grip of the heat gone the dew heavy ...
I will always feel the ache of our parting and the balm of our joining DRAFT 12/13/05 18:05, written in ...
All day long they come and go-- Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, Playthings scattered on the ...
I have almost been reduced to a homeless pauper. This fatal city, Antioch, has consumed all my money; this fatal ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
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