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ing which was first produced when we were nothing but roaming tribes. No longer does this government believe that the poorest man may become the richest man by the sweat of his brow. Instead, this government believes that is the right of the government to decide how to spread the wealth. That a person’s work is not his own to disperse but the State’s.

Dignity is dying in this Nation. Most see no difference between “earning” bread from others’ handouts and their own with sweat. In fact, those who work hard enough not only produce bread for themselves, but for those under them as well. These producers are labeled parasites that feed off the poor. This lie has corrupted this great Nation. It rots the minds of our youths with an odor of arrogance. We are lost. Searching for a light while a torch remains in our hands. That torch that waits to be relit is the constitution and ideals of this Nation’s founding. These ideals still ring true today. Freedom for all. Rewards for those who sacrifice and work. Risk takers and decision makers are those who should lead. Not those who can provide eloquent speeches and spend a year deciding whether statues of Abraham Lincoln should come down. The Past is the past. We must learn from it. We must grow from it. We must not let it overcome us. The sins of our forefathers are not our own, just as their successes are not our own. We must press forward on this great experiment we call the United States of America. The face of this nation has changed, but the heart remains the same.

I will not allow this Nation to fall into tyranny. I will not allow my freedom to become a possession of the government. My fate is my own. Only God knows where my destiny lies. I shall never surrender my freedom to any government. In the words of Patrick Henry, “Give me Liberty or Give me death.” The only question that remains is will you join me? Will you create your own path, or cry that some have more than you? Risk failure for the chance of success or wait for that next check from the government. You are a creation of God, not some stardust wandering in a pool of nothingness. Together we can do anything. Alone we shall perish. The torch is in our hands now. It is our fate to decide what happens. Shall we let it die or blaze anew?