There once was a man who’s heart burnt with pride and dedication. He was approached by an investor and followed by friends. Together they built a thing of pride. That pride was stoked by their community, and fed all of their efforts with hope.
A cold broke out in a distant country. The man and his followers went about life. They nurtured their investment into each other and their community. The world said the cold was headed their way. They had each other. The world said they should be afraid. Together, they had no room for fear.
Their doors were shut. The cold had spread. The world was afraid. The government made decisions for the whole. The community was robbed of their choice. Doors were locked. Businesses closed. The dream seemed to be only that. The followers lost hope. The man became a father.
His heart would reopen doors.