Message to the Constituents IX
As the clock reaps midnight upon
The Capitol city of Texas
It's thinking that keeps it progressing
While progressing is what keeps it zealous
There on top of the State Capitol, the
Statue of Liberty made me think
Of those on the ground
Then begin to wonder if she wasn't
Up there at all, could my conscience still hear
A word or a sound
I wondered about the roach for the last
Million years as she strove with throes before
it ended her quest
It even forces us to look into
Strangers and those affined even when they
Manifest their best
After having reached through my past, I thought
I had really put it all together
The answers seemed clear, some that surprised me
Some created one after another
Each year I try to enjoy life and all
Of the reasons that we are alive
For being reminded of better days
Is what helps the love of God to survive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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