Comments about Janice S. Hensley
Once there was a country of beauty and more.
People from all countries, flocked to her shores.
Searching for freedom, hope for despair,
In this nation of peace and justice so fair.
One day this country; past two centuries old,
Began to change; love waxed cold.
Courtrooms were mockeries of justice and truth.
For the right price, evil could rule.
Blood covered her lands and shores.