This time there were 49, fifty counting him—one for each star on our flag This time he came during the dark of night—long before the full heat of the sun rose He came before the bars closed—before the last call for alcohol was made He came before the dancers retired to their corners—like boxers in the ring, before the last bell rung He came before the cock cleared his throat to announce the morning’s coming tide— before the sacrifice was made He came... Read more