Yesterday's Tomorrow Book (G.W. Pomichter Author)(Free Sampler)

Excerpt:  In Summation (Yesterday's Tomorrow) by G.W. Pomichter and William DuPree

     War loomed on the horizon. A Nation beaten into the dark of night with a single blow, roused and wakened to a fury not known in generations. The President, who rose from obscurity in the twilight hours of necessity, to lead the broken masses from the darkness into hope, had risen beyond her calling. Now, in earnest humility, she set down her burdens before the next leader chosen, as were so many before her by her countrymen, to guide, inspire and in our great and terrible hour of reckoning, to conquer in their names.

     The machines of war began to clank and rumble as justice long refused by injury and loss shown ever closer. For a nation reborn from the ashes of the very adversity meant to destroy it, these days were only a beginning.

     But, for two families that had once only known the delicate tethers of a modern life to hold them one to another, the trials and tragedies of darkness now brought them into new light.

     Whether the taste of apples, once far from their grasp, or the smell of a three course meal cooking in the kitchen, or perhaps the feeling of a son’s hand grasped firmly inside that of his father’s grasp, or the tender kiss of a mother upon a daughter’s cheek, these were the luminous jewels left to light their way no matter their course.

     Yesterday’s dull silence was now replaced with the electric hum of power lines, the resurgent grumblings of traffic on a nearby street corner or the lulling cycling of newly restored air conditioning condensers. All around them the sounds of the life they knew beckoned them back into their slumber. But for those awakened to the powerful rhythms of the tenuous threads of warmth, kindness, generosity, faith and affection, that bind family, community and nations together in the molten plasma of common cause, these once powerful siren songs held little distraction from the simplest of joys: the sounds of a child’s laughter or the melodic chant of simple, silent prayer.

     Soon, they knew, the proud drums of justice would carry their sons and daughters to far off lands to rage and reign the fires of a just reckoning upon those whose hatred has scarred their land. On this day, the earnest glow of an hour, a single moment in time, not part of a tumultuous tomorrow’s yesterday, but serene and hopeful as the fulfillment of a promise, was filled with all the joy and hope of … Yesterday’s Tomorrow.

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