You create your reality. When we become heroes as the norm, then we will see that criminals will no longer be so outrageously bold in implementing their machinations against us. Bribery, blackmail, seduction and threats do not work against real heroes. We have been falling for illusions and tricks for way too long and I hope you are as fed up as I am and that you will see the need for US to change.

Below you will find A City Called Heaven by Mahalia Jackson

A City Called Heaven Lyrics

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow

And I'm left in this whole wide world

I'm left in this world alone

I have no hope for tomorrow, Lord

But I'm trying to make heaven, Lord, my home, my

home

Well, sometimes, I am gonna fall, Lord

And I'm driven, sometimes, I'm your child

I don't know which way I can run, yes I can run

But I've heard of a city called heaven