At times the world may seem quite dark and gloomy, while there are other times it feels quite nice and content. To the eyes of the few, they see the world as it should be and how it’s meant to be. While there will always be the others, who view the world as a playground for improvements. To me, the two will always be one in the same. People being people, dreaming the dreams that shape our world of tomorrow.
Sometimes we can’t change things in an instant, it’s a gradual process that needs to slowly sink its way into the mind first. Like the first drop of poison, it’ll slowly work its way to the main artery. The heart.
To be honest, the world is a doomed place. But the fault is not even our own, we were doomed from the very beginning things started to set itself in motion. It’s like being handed an old toy, you can play with and cherish it to the best of your ability. The fact still remains, that it was someone else’s toy before your own. It has already been used, its lifeline already shortened. It’ll be the same with this world, its been around the block, so to speak.
Yet, there’s still a drop of hope left. This hope comes from those who wish to shape the world into something worth passing on to the next generation. It’s a dream worth sharing, a wish worth making, because at the end of the line it won’t be our world for much longer. It’ll be for those little hands and feet that will assume responsibility for it next. So shouldn’t it be nice and clean when it’s passed on?
Let’s just see how that hope goes along…