We remember the white feathers
floating across the roadside fields,
watered by blood and conscience,
nurtured by peace and justice,
the voice of passive resistance.
WHITE FEATHERS
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
We remember the white feathers
floating across the roadside fields,
watered by blood and conscience,
nurtured by peace and justice,
the voice of passive resistance.