Poetry NIght

Fire and Ice
AKA:  The Late Great United States of America.  
This poem has been on my mind alot lately:

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

– Robert Frost