I envy those who can remain kind in this world.
It is a cold, dark and cruel place with egos, frustrations and violence at play.
Power games, manipulations, greed and exploitation.
Where ‘the bad’, more often than not, wins.
And the lone voice of goodness and truth, is crushed. Like a light– snuffed out.
It may seem as a start of a story tale retelling, with the setting to the hero’s entry.
The one that makes all the difference. The harbinger of change.
But this isn’t a badly scripted story. It is life.
And we do not have a hero.
The future plainly seen is utter destruction. People that tear each other down for personal gain.
Ethics and morals lost.
So, how can someone be kind?
Maybe, kindness needs to be saved. Protected from the dark grasps of all that is wrong with the world.
So that it can multiply untouched.
We need to save the light.