I See More, You see Less

This is not how to show love and compassion. You stand there doing not what I have said. Have you heard my message? I‘ve worked so hard for so long to change our ways. But yet, I see no different. Why try so hard when in the end, it will be no different. I struggle here with you my friend. One day, maybe you will see what’s right and what’s wrong, but then I can only hope for a better future. The past is behind us. The future is ahead of us. This is not how to show love and compassion. This is not how to care for one another. One day I hope to see A difference. If we keep living this way, we will not survive. I stare into the sky wondering why I try. But then I realize, everybody is alive for a reason. This is mine. Once day, I will just watch as our cities burn. They will burn out of anger. We will be no more. Have you heard my message? I hope someday I will be heard, I will be found. Once I am heard, things will be better. Everybody will see the light I see. The vision I envision. We will work together, strive for something more.