"How Much?"
How much can a nation take, while you sit up on your hill
Looking down at the sorrow, the suffering and pain
Have you had your fill?
How much can a nation take, while you skirt around the issues?
Filling the headlines with empty words and promises
For your crocodile tears, here's some tissues
How much can a nation take, while we watch our families suffer?
But you Sir are set for life
For us? Rising living costs are on offer
How much can a nation take, while you buy your time and your excuses?
When a leader cannot lead or progress
Then what more is he than usless?
— Bianca Childs 2019
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BARE HUNTER
CHAPTER 15 I pulled up in front of Sandy’s a little early, so I texted Becca again and left a message for Sharon, hoping she had a good day and I’d see her tomorrow. Two cars pulled into Sandy’s driveway. I don’t know why I was surprised to see another man with her. We’d been apart for two years and I certainly didn’t waste any time getting back on the horse.
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