How long should we wait until the people we actually care ask for help?how long shall we watch them trapped in agony,if tears that kiss the earth only fall to deaf ears?how much do we have to suffer until we learn what is right?
a Preacher once said,we never change,as stubborn as i am,id like to prove him wrong,he'd like to be mistaken.he cries for a change,for a transformation among the people he lives with,he longs for eternal happiness.so sadly he is alienated,by us.i may not be the one who calls his summons,but i do want to change.
The praying father and the worried mother,cry in vain for their sons and daughters to be the best they can ever be,not knowing their children never see the real world,the world of foolishness and endurance.what we see is only joy,and joy.
Angels and Demons fighting with each other,while spreading their doctrines to others.we humans dont have that ability,that power,but we are the ones who decide,we are the judges that value the fight,we are the ones who determine.
We lack of color in life,we assumed we are,but we lack of a lot of things.we forget reality and we are blinded by fairy tales,fake tales that leaves us one-eyed.
My bromidic sermons,are my point of view,that is derived from my experience,my awful experience.
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