A question has begun to haunt me, peaceful sleep is a thing of the past. What I see before me is not what I counted on when I was younger. All the things that used to be important to me, aren't. The question that no one seems willing to ask is this:
What is worth dying for?
Many before us knew the answer. The "founding fathers" knew it. Ghandi knew it. Dr. King, union leaders, Wolenza, the IRA, feudal peasants, they all knew. Jesus knew too. We may be called, sooner than we'd like to answer for ourselves...is it freedom? Is it worker's rights? Independent thought? Future generations? I don't know the answer, but I think the question is worth asking...