good guys finish last
to many times i see stories about the good guy loosing and to many times i've had it happen to me.. some times it keeps me up at night wondering, when all the air we breath is filled with the ashes of the people we've tried to help, are we the flame that keeps these people burning? in a world swimming in sin, is it poisinios to have peace with in? will what feels like water tern to fire? can good in a world of evil be to much to desire?