A Trench Is Not A Rut

A house is not a home.

A war is going on, and

I’m entrenched, dug in,

trying to help Americans

wake up

before TSHTF.

Those in a rut so deep

they can’t see over the bank

of ignorance that comes with

a life of seeking security from

life itself

will be shocked

because everything changes

anyway…

(I had to yell at my father so

he’d listen when I told him

he was dying…once he 

realized I spoke the truth,

he thanked me and told me

he loved me. 

Can you beat that?)