Oppressed by our ignorant past we still live in such times.A war is upon us.Upon you and I both.Unsuited to partake in this war,we enter the battle zone each day puzzled,if we are next in line to take the place of our predecessors.Gun sounds roar loudly like thunder when the land is insufficient with rain.Police cars sit at their quarters while the homicide rate accumulates like the the birth rate of modern time.What are we suppose to do,we ponder.Today you are here,the next day you are gone forever.
