Our seventh brave post by neverfakeit
Our eighth brave post by ceraunophic
In a world where
there is war, hunger,
pain, sorrow,
evil, danger...
happiness, peace,
kindness, joy,
brightness, colors...
there is no more.
or, is that what we're told
to believe and throw away
the rest of our hope?
Is that what we're forced
to let by and keep growing?
While evil grows,
the colors this world once
had, shall be tainted away
and replaced by darkness.
Are we going to let that happen?
I say no.
No more.
No más.
Pas plus.
Non piu.
Nicht mehr.
Não mais.
Na 'akthar. لا أكثر
Bù zài. 不再
Deo isang-eun eobs-eo. 더 이상은 없어
Mō iya. もういや
No matter how small, or powerless,
or weak, or unknown we are.
The words, pictures, stories,
actions and love
we give, will be much more bigger,
powerful, stronger.
And they'll be recognized by many.
Evil will not stop,
but if we get back up
to our feet,
and fight back.
We will win,
because in every fairy tale,
movie, book and story,
good wins.
Why not in the real world as well?Thank you neverfakeit and ceraunophic!
We are all one when we live from the heart.
Namaste
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