Success is determined nowadays by how much money and
prestige you have, what happened to days when honor
and truth were the hallmarks of success?
How times have changed throughout the years, life now
dangling and hanging by threads, being torn apart by
factions beyond our control at times.
Surprising facets from the world around us, evil and
corruption having taken over our governments, leading
us down paths of destruction.
No way to stop the growth of this evil, except with
an opposite evil, better than what is consuming us,
but still in the end, destroying other human beings
with war.
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