Have we forgotten how precious life really is? Have we forgotten what it even means to be alive? Why do we have barriers? Why do we have labels? Why do we take away anyone’s life through word and deed? Why can we garner hatred, pain and despair on one another? Why have we let the things we made and created with our hands and hearts and minds consume us so? Why have we become so afraid? Why were we made to believe that we are so different when in actuality, we are all the same? Why have we conformed to a certain culture? How do we really know who we were if we do not even know who we are?

Why do we repeat history? Where has our imaginations gone? Why have we lost the sense of intrigue and child like curiosity? Why have we closed the door to our hearts?

Did we ever have a light? Have we ever truly been happy in being alive?

WHEN WILL IT END?

When will we stop fighting for a cause that brings shame upon us? How can we say we cherish life, when we kill each other daily not only by the sword, but with the sharp daggers of our tongues? Where has our hatred and contempt for life truly taken us?

WHEN WILL WE OPEN OUR EYES?

When will we see the beauty in life instead of the ugliness? When will we see the good in life instead of the evil? When will we find the lost soul that filled us with hope and harmony? Why can’t we believe in one another? Why can’t we stand by one another? Why are we all alone?

Why do we even exist?