Forget not the fallen ones Whose precious lives were lost When liberties were threatened And great would be the cost That we would pay for freedom On that sad September day
It gave us pause to wonder How great would be the price That we would pay in sorrow For loved ones and lost life
Thus we know with surety That terror will not reign Tyranny will always fail And fail to ever gain For in noble hearts live on The spirit of the fallen
My name is Jason Wall. I live in Saint Louis, where I work for a large company doing web development. I photograph for fun and shoot weddings for profit. I write poetry when I feel like it, and post my opinions here on the blog. For more about me check out the About page.
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A dynamic Bible application I built using AJAX technologies that features the KJV, Strongs Concordance, Robinson's Morphilogical Analysis Codes, and Cross References (compiled from Strongs). AJAX Bible