The Day the WORLD Fell and I Was the One to Hit the Floor.

I never dreamed that I would see that day...an hour when the world collapsed like a house of cards...the minute when all was lost to the depths of a black sea in our minds. Can we no longer recall the tragedies that brought us here? We have chosen a wide and common road, a road without argument or protest. A road of convenience. And the minute that we ceased to be good, we ceased to be great as a people. Compromise has been our fate.

I am no socialist, nor am I a Bible-beater...I might be sensible...maybe sane? But my sanity is not really the core issue.