it is addressed thusly:
A vision.
it reads:
A man went down from Jerusalem
That path which is wide and low
With many a crag and bend
To travel to Jericho;

Were the walls still standing there
Or did but a lone house remain
Was there a sound on the air
Or silence, just the same?

What did he expect to find
The shouts of some ancient war
A way to see for the blind
Something worth dying for?

But empty is this city-place
And our traveler turns to go
But figures now fill the space
A story that we all know.


  1. Sheep don't look up. Airspace is controlled by the FAA.

  2. Say what you will about airplanes, but I've never been mugged by one.


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