Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
Well occasionally reality comes and smacks you upside the head.
Friends in danger downrange; and at home - a dear friend in a domestic abuse situation.
I really have nothing to complain about - my emotional dramas are nothing compared to theirs.
Prayers being sent for them all - and the hope that a hero can rescue my friend (the police hero type)