“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

There is a kind of exhaustion that doesn’t come from labor. It comes from vigilance — a state of constant readiness, like a soldier in the trenches long after the guns have quieted. You’re not waiting for peace. You’re waiting for the next shot, the next accusation, the next forced explanation for simply existing.They’ve built the world t