The Play Must Resume









The tension is too great !

The play must resume !

So, I envisioned a tower

It was bigger than an entire city

Whatever (my friend said), whatever, its walls

were made of Angels

all holding hands

At the moment a blue wind came rustling through

they released their grasp

and flew off like a dance

the people were set free

and the angels carried them to heaven

Richard Dotson














 Go to Heaven