and joyful taunts of revolution, the fallof every infant sparrowis evolving as a eulogyin my heart, producing a vision of peace throughjustice, still conversant withthe knowledge of Babylon. Oh, how I know these sonsand daughters of Babylon, their language and history,on both sides, they came from sailors and farmers and weavers. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. […]
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