Virtue in so many pieces virtue crumbles; fighting so hard, clawing to hold onto what is ours - as we perceive it - we lose sight of our better angels becoming one with the mob, tearing the world apart, we ruin ourselves and call it living Share this:ShareClick to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window) Related