We just recently went to see the musical, "Wicked."
(Fabulous. I highly recommend it, but that’s not important right now.)
There are unconfirmed rumors flying around today that fidel castro is finally dead.
My cell has been ringing off the hook and now this lyric from the musical keeps running through my head over and over:
No one mourns the wicked.
No one cries, "They won’t return!"
No one lays a lily on their grave.
Yes, Goodness knows
The Wicked’s lives are lonely.
The Wicked cry alone.
Nothing grows for the Wicked
They reap only
What they’ve sown.
I have high hopes that it’s not just a rumor and that this will very soon be true: