Sometimes I wonder if they taught me wrong like,
Two plus Two is not Four.
Like I shouldn’t say yes ma’am, or sir
Nor ever hold the door.
Maybe they just didn’t know that the world would be so mean.
That evil would lurk everywhere
Maybe the dangers were unseen.
For surely they would have built me strong and not fragile of the heart
They would have known for certain that this world would tear my soul apart.
I’m not sure if I got it wrong.
Or it’s the world that is in plight.
Love and understanding seems like it’s no longer right
I must not resort to hardening.
Over encumbered is not how I will choose to go.
I fear I will forever feel
Just hung by my halo…
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Sad times indeed.
Very sad and bad.
Throughout Human History...
We all know... there were bad times.
Seems that for some... they are back, once again.
Do not give up! Endure!
I could say something like...
Everything happens for a reason...
But truth is... sometimes... there is
just no reason, or a right good reason.
I would like to give you hope,
say something like...
Everything will turn out just fine.
Plain truth is... I don't know.
There should always... be...
Love... above all.
And yes... understanding...
Or at least... tolerance.
Respect. Human-Rights.
Freedom... to a certain level.
Some say... that for some...
It was the jab, or jabs.
I don't know... but... since I took none... Maybe it was.
However if that's the case... some people still seem to retain feelings.
Some others... seem to have turned into predators of some sort.
Realizing simple facts...
For many... things were already bad before all that.
However things do seem to have changed... and not for the better...
Certainly not the greater-good.
Please do carry on, with all your forces.
Love and understarding, yes always.
However against those that are nocive... and inflict harm upon others and destroy people's lives...
Above all... Innocents...
Well... very hard to understand such a thing... and to love it...
Seems... very impossible.
Peace and Love.
Keep hanging on. The dystopian images you have displayed seem to spreading throughout this world. You were taught properly. Cling to what is right. And keep hanging on. - Phil A.
Awesome
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