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WHISPERS OF HOME: A JOURNEY THROUGH TIME AND STRUGGLE
Our father who art in heaven, what we are leaving behindwill never wait for us.- Rcome OriogunOn a train station in Brooklyn, 1800, A traveller whispered to me about home: We boarded at a place where he called Haven, At the top of his vocal cords, at the station.Here, he declared that home was built in a day, & that it houses the blood of the innocents.When I turned to look at his home in 1900, He wore the skin of them who tilled the land, Where their broken & bruised palmsStill are saying; guide us home in safety.But every trace of home is on the running feet, & you know this in the language of their letters.Wie gefällt Ihnen unser Shop?