BLIND WORLD

My soul suffers, from misunderstanding, of humanity, of the danger, that man creates. Of his way, to dominate, everything, with his eyes closed, instead of listening, and trying to redeem themselves. Look in front of you, what do you see? Look at that young seed, that blossoms, that breathes, that grows up, seeks the light, like you. Feel her desire, to become beautiful, and create together, with all living organisms, a new sunny balance, where everyone is happy finding its true vitality. But this is not the reality. We don't give her the right, to bloom healthily, to breathe, and grow. She gets no light, she’s no longer alive. No one is alive, anymore. We don't give ourselves a chance, anymore.