A Valley of Life and Death
Mural and Poem by Dr Abe V Rotor
Mural and Poem by Dr Abe V Rotor
A valley of death, so stories go,
for the old and the young, too;
and who would dare this fateful
place but a lonely soul?
A valley of tears with barren shed,
evil on nature its final bed,
with a sprig of promised peace
and temporary ease.
A valley of life of verdant green,
once a full blooming scene;
life of the river down the sea,
a world of wonder and free.
A valley of promise, heed its call,
words in the pulpit and hall,
and in make believe by painting,
not at all worth praising.
A valley of suffering takes its toll;
blind and deaf, the prayerful
waits for the angels to be sent
to this valley of death. ~
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