A little rhyme to get you up to speed on some of the big things that happened the week of October 5th.

In the generations before me and alot of others, a mans word was as good as a promiose. You could believe what what said and not have to worry.Today it seems, that same honest value had diminished over time.There are still honest folks left, but we are outnumbered.

The third poem in my “s I AM ese” series.