Our Silent War
When I headed off, I was thinking I might be heading into a war zone. But by my fourth day I now know I’m too late. The war has passed. This country, my country has been invaded and is now occupied, and its people have been subdued. But instead of soldiers patrolling the streets and intimidating any local who looks like they might resist, the soldiers are now residing in these peoples’ souls, and the name of their controlling brigade, is Fear.