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a„ „,emory of tl.ose who I.ave died in the
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A sound of taps, and day is done
And with the fading of the sun.
Our hearts are sad, hut in tJ.e night,
n.ough tcar-dinuned eyes we see a ii^ht
A star! ’
He does not see the falling tears.
Or even feel our human fears.
For he can hear the angels sing
As through eternity they hrin-
The star! ”
X^J.eii night has gone and longing eyes
morning break across tlie skies.
We know his eyes and God’s have met.
And know that there is shining yet
-By Phyllis Ann Gentry.
A Negro soldier goes to war.
And questions what he’s f,gluing for;
He feels the shame his people saw
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A Negro soldier falls in war
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One patriotic heart looks up
And curses our .leniocracy.
Bjr Eunice Smith.
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