What do you write when words fail you? When stories flee the country of your heart until you’re left with a dry tap? Speak out, brothers and sisters. They loot our inheritance in the name of budgets. If we don’t talk, who will? We must not be mute. Let us search far and near, deep and wide for words to decry this insanity. I cannot speak, but perhaps you can rise up to fight. Let’s fight for our tomorrow today.