When truth is viewed as treachery,
Integrity as vice,
And beauty as debauchery,
That’s when a nation dies.
When mercy is a hateful thing,
And power is all they crave,
The paradise they hope to bring
Is but an open grave.
And so we strive in our small works
To furnish, among other perks,
Young minds with beauty, wit and charm,
The faithful in this way to arm
Against the waves of hellish thoughts
Proclaimed in foul corrupted courts
That seek to undermine all hope
And glamourize the hangman’s rope.
So strengthened, they will dare to stand
And build great things upon the land,
Inspire others to the cause
That’s guided by such higher laws.
Thus day by day and heart by heart
We all must play our little part
In the greatest of all symphonies,
Most glorious of mysteries,
Whose notes are holy purity,
Resounding to eternity;
Uplift, inspire, make whole and strong,
And join in the Creator’s song.
The Conservative Libertarian Fiction Alliance has released its ten finalists for book of the year. In a very strong year, featuring outstanding works by some great authors, sadly
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