We are on a historic precipice of discovery or dismay. The stakes have never been higher in my lifetime for the preservation of freedom against the epic oppression of the human spirit. Will we stand and fight? Or will we allow the good of us to be pushed over the cliff, yet again, by those filled with deception, viciousness and hatred?
Will our children weep for what was lost; or will they never know what was never won? Will they grow up screaming for a freedom they never forgot — or will they die whimpering under the authoritarian’s thumb?
We can win against those that prefer power instead of people and persecution to prosperity.
The decision is ours. The sword is in our hands. We must arc our arms and wield a deathblow that will sever us from the darkness and shine us into the sun of a righteous tomorrow.