CHILDREN THAT CRY
God is generous. We have life, yet the screeching noise of sorrow still erupts the canals of our ears and drive us to the brink of insanity, driving us deeper into the wilderness. Then we look at ourselves and ask ‘where did it all go wrong?’ I have lived long enough to know my right from wrong and I can tell right now, that where I come from, there is something wrong and it has eaten deep into the bones of our future. Our children. Where I come from, the pedestrians don’t smile anymore, the houses have higher fences and electric gates, buildings are taller, rich are richer and poor are poorer. And life goes on. Our future is bright but our present is dark that we don’t even see that brightness anymore. Children are lost. Their subconscious minds do nothing but wallow the deep gorge of our hate, deceit and violence. I see people cheating their own, I see people scared to look back, people scared to look forward. I see a city of gold now covered in slime, I see...