“One Last Swing” (A Prayer for a Miracle) By Roy Dawson eveyone keeps saying nothing can be done well I'm the one if we were all in battle in the trenches and we were out gunned out numbered all hope was lost they were comming to kill all of us I would say get up and fo

There was a time when it felt like the universe was conspiring against me. As I walked my path, I realized I wasn’t alone—not truly. There were others, lurking in the shadows, who couldn’t stand to see me succeed. Someone—a "copycat," a mirror image of sorts