My Fabric

Ok, enough about my struggles, It time to talk about a revolution.

The closest ideal i hold in my fabric of me, is a movement of people who care about the world and all that is precious in it. A hope, a faith that the tide will turn and the destruction and needless suffering ends. A distant memory of our tumultuous history, a disgust the next generation will wipe clean from their contemporary reality.

Wake up and speak only truth.

For our time is now.




Too many people dying
Too many people starving
Too many people homeless
Too many people being abused
Too many people sick
Too many people exploited
Too many people who hate
Too many people broken
Too many people lonely
Too many people given up
Too many people tired

Because there are;
Too many people who don't care.