Even in concrete, seeds will pry to root; Even in basements marred with shadows and soot Their quiet souls will strain their way towards fruit. One hero will go throw his life away Before the honor of some vast array And so inspire their arms to claim the day;
Poetry Wednesday: "For Maximilian Kolbe"
Poetry Wednesday: "For Maximilian Kolbe"
Poetry Wednesday: "For Maximilian Kolbe"
Even in concrete, seeds will pry to root; Even in basements marred with shadows and soot Their quiet souls will strain their way towards fruit. One hero will go throw his life away Before the honor of some vast array And so inspire their arms to claim the day;