Friends, parents, countrymen…lend me your eyes.
I come to you with hope,
in these moments of our quiet desperation.
In these long days of forsaken heat.
That mock our mortal coil.
I stand before you, nonetheless,
with a glimmer.
There is a light,
a dim one, indeed.
But, a light nonetheless
at the end of this tunnel
we trudge upon together.
Surely, you will say,
My friendly neighborhood jman,
It is but only July 8!
How could one offer such hope,
any hope,
when our journey through the depths of the valley of weariness
has only just begun?
How can you offer such hope,
any hope,
in these darkest of our days?
To that I say to you: Look!
Look upon the glory with your own eyes.
And tell me that what you see doesn’t inspire!
Inspire the hope that this moment is ONLY temporary.
Look upon the glory I bring to you,
and tell your friendly neighborhood jman
that it does not steel your resolve
to make it through
what you feel you can not.
On this very eve,
I tell you,
grab your kin!
Hold them close.
And tell them what you have witnessed here today!
Do not whisper it in their ears!
Say it as the burgeoning stream does!
Or the whipping wind!
Hold your children close
and say unto them
with the feelings that swell upside you now!
Say unto them:
It’s almost BACK TO SCHOOL, SHITHEADS!!!
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