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Today’s Poem: Sounding Brass

to GOD be the GLORY ~ Sounding Brass ~ By Deborah Ann Sounding brass, sharp and shrill the call to charity they can’t fill. They seem to appear, so strong and wise but yet so oblivious to charity’s cries. Tinkling cymbals, sound so sweet but give no charity to those they meet. They look sincere, so meek and small yet… (more…)

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