Our world is still in a turmoiled rainstorm filled with hate, suffering, pain and violence.
We live in a world where taking the life of another flesh is consider another flesh's joy....
Since when does death equal freedom.
Our world is stained by the flesh failures of hate, and judgement.
Why are there still curses towards people who are different from us?
Just because we don't like the outer appearance of someone
Does not give us the right to judge them
Because the way they look does not determine
Who they are.
It is high time that we are reminded that we all cry the same tears,
And bleed the same color of blood.
Our dark world is in a desire of sunshine.
The world is crying...
It is crying for the sun to shine in.