By: James G. Piatt When I am probing for relief from dark days, my mind is fraught with the omens of a murky future, the sky is filled with dark thunder, and foreign deserts with rebellious cruelty, and the airways are…

By: Linda M Crate i’ll never understand how this happened, and i don’t want to believe in a future without hope; i keep praying somehow this is just a nightmare that i will wake up and the results will be…