What now my friend? Like a ship stranded Waiting for a tide Wanting a changing wind Relief of any kind And at what price When it trouble One cannot factor cost Emergence is what is sought A ride back to the top Then the application of disclaimers Fault and blame expound You are not surprised Did not expect change The club has its rules Applying to most everyone Mistakes or intentional actions Are painted to cover up Truth no longer a factor Two people cannot agree May even become hostile Convinced by partisans Who have trouble with reality So where are we going It is our country Shall we wait for the tide? Or begin on our own Stansberry November 17, 2017 ^
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Steve Haarman 