Dream and Hope

A half of life is about dreams and hopes. I believe that, and I guess people too. Some people might dreams for peace on earth. They hope for a better tomorrow, or whatever their ideas they might be from possible to impossible. But what are they really want is always ‘bout something bright and shining like gold. So they do whatever it takes to get closer to their dreams, even when it takes to kill others. I have this idea ‘bout why people doing terrible things they do. The same reason the kids push each other at the schoolyard. If you’re the one who’s doing the pushing, then you’re not going to be the one who get pushed. If you were the monster, then nothing would be waiting in the shadows to jump up on you. The reason is pretty simple really. People did terrible things they do because they got scared. They got scared when they see someone is standing in front of them, making any possibility that would threat them. So in that case, what makes a man who he is? Is it the worst thing he has ever done, or the best thing he wants to be? Maybe what makes a man is a man is when he finds the way to his dream, no matter what it cost. It’s all about making dreams come true.