A new page has turned.
The horizon is bright, but distant.
But, a storm haunts the edges burned.
The show must go on.
The battle must be fought.
Through history we've seen the truth.
It is through the past the truth is sought.
If not I, then who?
If not now, then when?
How can we know where to go,
If we don't know where we've been?
The pendulum swings.
The chapters have gone.
Now the question remains. . .
Is it dusk, or is it dawn?
-- Political Pistachio Conservative News and Commentary