Poem March 8, 1982 Issue

Don't give up!

ELIZABETH GLASS BARLOW

Let love go ahead of
your army of faith
and circle those adamant walls
(the limits that call themselves you).
Keep moving. Keep marching.
For seven rounds of persistence.
Blast the trumpet.
Claim your dominion.
Wear that God-bestowed crown.

Then watch those walls
Come tumbling down!

ELIZABETH GLASS BARLOW

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