“One Last Swing”(A Prayer for a Miracle) By Roy Dawsoneveyone keeps saying nothing can be donewell I'm the one if we were all in battle in the trenches and we were out gunnedout numbered all hope was lost they were comming to kill all of us I would say get up and follow me because we are not just going to lay here and make things easy for them

The Soil Beneath Our Feet & the Fire We Must Start The System Is Broken, and We Know It.They ask if we should take back the land. The land that China bought.They ask it like it’s complicated.It isn’t.A country is not lines on a map. It’s not paper deeds or price tags. A country is the soil under your boots after a hard day's work. It’s the

The Witch's TongueThe sky was still and heavy. I sat alone, listening to the wind slide over the rooftops like a whisper that didn’t want to be heard. That night, God spoke. Not in thunder. Not in fire. But in silence beside the television set. He gave visions. Six or seven, clear and hard as bullets. And one of them — one — was dark enough t