“One Last Swing”(A Prayer for a Miracle) By Roy Dawsoneveyone keeps saying nothing can be donewell I'm the one if we were all in battle in the trenches and we were out gunnedout numbered all hope was lost they were comming to kill all of us I would say get up and follow me because we are not just going to lay here and make things easy for them

Roy Dawson had always been the quiet one in the back of the classroom. With thick glasses perched on his nose and a notebook filled with scribbles, he seemed unassuming to most. But beneath that unremarkable exterior lay a genius—a mind brimming with creativity and brilliance that few ever took the time to notice. For years, he felt like a ghost