The Enemy Within
A democrat stench of cowardice now permeates the once hallowed halls of Washington. It is bitter and revealing and can only survive where the sweet smell of victory hides in the wind. Visions of courage and valor stand high and low yet go unnoticed. I search for greatness and find only a house divided. Selfish desire and destructive intentions fill their hearts making honor the casualty.
Look and you will see halls that are teeming with activity, but it is a lonely place, dark and foreign. Sometimes a flicker of light can be discovered, but not as in the beginning. I move from house to senate searching for what was, and find it is also lost in time. The lust for power blinds where clarity of vision once flourished. For the statesman of old can not be found because he has been silenced by hypocrites that no longer hide in the shadows.
God is weeping, for we have squandered His gift and now shame is laid at our doorstep. We have forgotten how to fight the good fight and now leave only a trail of unfinished wars. No victory, no honor, no country.