I look upon the sea of the human race and wonder what we have done, what we are doing and what will become.
Why do I see all the people separated, all the senseless fighting and negativity?
Why do I hear about war and other tragedies, such as the destruction of other life and our home?
Are we sick? What have we done? Why do we not realise that we are all one?
For the stars shine bright, the sun rises and sets in beautiful fashion, where is our passion?
Is it long lost or forgotten? We have chosen this life, but why? We still have the choice to change.
I sometimes curl up in a ball and cry. Not because I have lost hope, far from it. I just feel.
I feel the world in pain, I am it’s voice and I will cry until my lungs cannot take it any longer. I will never surrender.
Until the day my body fades intro the ground (as I give myself back to the earth I have grown out of), I will continue my quest.
For unconditional love amongst us all, for the common truth we should guide ourselves with and for the warm, pure happiness we can share.