Freedom Never Cries

[9/11]

I NEVER LOVE A SOLDIER UNTIL THE WAR IS WON: someone sang.

How would the dead know what kind of world we want if we don’t live it? With liberty spoiled, the world faces the challenge to return, if not die, for a land of peace. With the blue skies turned into warzones too, skyscrapers bear witness—air and fire with metal. However the white feathered dream flies, still, forever soaring with birthright. It says: the freedom of tomorrow begins today.:: Maria Largo :: Image/TOMORROW by Jacob Zocherman