A man walks down the street, its a street in a strange world. Maybe its the Third World, maybe its his first time around. Doesnt speak the language. He holds no currency. He is a foreign man. He is surrounded by the sound, the sound: cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around, he sees angels in the architecture spinning in infinity. He says, Amen! and Hallelujah!
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 19:56:42 +0000