by George Salamon
We have not yet been touched by
the better angels of our nature,
I hear the music of our time
singing songs of ill will, waging
campaigns of hate, shouting
murderous chants, but few
angels singing.
Let us wake them up and let
them sing of peace and good
will and join them by sharing
fruitcake and gingerbread
by the same tree in the
spirit that has been fleeing
from our land.
George Salamon hopes those better angels will touch America on both sides of the many-sided divide that has settled upon our lives.
