Ernesto Barca Biography

Ash clouds float
In scattered slants of light,
Like flies in a frozen breach,
Blankets of black cotton pad the ground
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When time stands still life peaks they say,
As time is forgotten in joy and play,
With eyes wide bright and lips stretched tight,
Those glittering pebbles of tiny white,
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Raise your head, lift up your chin and look forward.

Do not shrink into the darkness,
Kneel not to the martinet,
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Why is it that we not live but do?
To think when heeded,
To speak when needed,
To act on instruction, permission
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T'is not to be found in pocket or hand,
No silken robes or words expose,
T'is not sung, said or sounded loud
Nor in wreaths of glory shown.
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