Out of The Shadows poem

Come quickly now, I see the light

Let it devour evil's might

The graces that our works unfold

Have found a way to break the mold

Our God has shook his mighty hand

To shake the boasters from our land

To set to right, the wrongs of old

And claim our share of wealth untold

We all have angels on our side

To light and guard, rule and guide

No time to whine over the bad blows

It's time to shine out of the shadows







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