Poem: Show of Hands
Despite the differences of skin color
and our cultural upbringings,
we're more than brothers of Mankind -
Technically, we're kin.
Go to the mountain
preserved by ice and snow
where the revelation of Ararat's secret
is available for everyone to know.
For the ark's existence
proves the global flood story is true
and being our brother's keeper...
Is still a right thing to do.
Descended from Noah
are the many races of Man;
see our palms have the same tint -
By a show of hands.
Author Notes:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.
Candice Reineke
Thu 28th Aug 2014 18:29
Great poem Joseph, especially the last last line. I'd love to see what explorers found atop Mt. Ararat for myself one day. If it truly is Noah's Ark, what a find!