No. 12 All cross the cosmos
A poem that deserves a place in the story
Prep for takeoff
Batten the hatches
We've got a journey to take
Armstrong won't buy it
But we'll keep on flyin'
Out in into outer space
We don't know the route
So we'll trust our guide
He hasn't led us wrong thus far
Outpacing commits
And Wallace and Grommit
We'll burn like a shooting star
The man in the moon was taken by surprise
When we showed up on his front lawn
We told him night was over the Son was well alive
And with him the long-promised dawn
To infinity and beyond
We'll carry this message of hope
Cause we're the fam'ly of God
And he loves us more than we could know
About the Creator
alan pierce
Recently I published my first novel, The Burning Ones, a sword-and-sorcery-and-cyborg adventure balancing the youthful angst of a coming-of-age story with the realities of a world plagued by war.
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