In the end we all sleep alone
What is this life? Why are we all here?
Is it meant for us to live in fear?
Or should we all look out for each other?
I got to this point and haven’t been able to decide where to take it from here. A random act of kindness restores our belief in humanity, whereas a random act of destruction leaves us feeling scarred and scared. A family can be united in the face of horror, but it can be torn apart when least expected. Why are we still hell bent to destroy and kill each other surely we had enough in the past? The last century saw more people killed than ever before in history.
We should all be working together to make things better for all of us, yes that was what the hippies (myself included) were saying 50 years ago. God knows we tried, the eighties kind of put things back with everyone looking out for number 1, under the Thatcher/Reagan era. Was it all a dream? All you need is love, we are all neighbours, brothers and sisters trying to get by as best we can? Maybe we should try something new and go back to the ancient ways?
I would like to know how many people would be interested in taking up the cause to save this planet before it’s too late.