KINDNESS

In a gentle way you can change the world ~ Mahatma Ghandi

I believe in a world of kindness! In humanity, where the true nature of man lies(or at least used to).
They say kill them with kindness, I say don’t kill them at all. A space where we are one race, the human race! Where money doesn’t depict status, character does. Peace and harmony maintained, not bought.


A world where war doesn’t equate power scores, rather seem as the threat of extinction it is. Where the value of human life is priceless, no matter the socioeconomic background. Where justice is for all, free and fair.
I believe in leadership that thrives through genuine achievements rather than tarnished opponents reputation.
I believe in the beauty of nature and the misery of lack thereof.


I believe in change that starts from within. In a voice of the voiceless. Where no matter how much power you have, you have a conscious enough to see that you’re a product of a vote. A vote cast through a vision of a better tomorrow bought. A promise sowed, with pregnant expectations, awaiting the reap.
Where exploiting the poor to get ahead is not an option as there’s no poor to rip.


Where instead of funding wars, invest in human labor – skills that can teach a man how to fish instead of giving them a piece for them to tail you like a dog, and somehow you beat your chest over “helping” them.
Racism, Corruption, Wars — to prove you’re good enough? Better?…all for what? Sometimes I say there’s no point of being so defensive if you know you’re innocent. (Guilt swallows alive, you know). Funny thing, paranoia is a symptom of stink……why be paranoid when you’re clean?


I get mad sometimes when just a handful of people are said and thought to be powerful enough to pull the strings – start a war or maybe stir up hatred bad enough to break a home. It’s like using power to settle scores with an old foe. In the end, it’s the innocent who are caught in the crossfire. The high and mighty are wealthy enough to buy ‘shock absorbers’ and ‘make it all go away’. To them, it’s just a slap on the wrist.

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