I would want to live in a world where justice wins over war.

The one stripped of the title as the scales were unbalanced, the one who holds the scales and looks out,

Not super heroes, but heroes.

Those who stand out and are intent for good.

The one who stands silently for justice, wisdom or understanding.

Weighing not the reflections, but the actions which happened before bronze.

Sadly they did not come, sadly watching and hoping it could shift the tides,

Could be more prevalent.

Why is man important?

Why is woman important?

Humans are capable of love, but they refuse to show it.

Humans are capable of giving and being kind and connection and feeling one another.

But they choose not to.

Humans are capable. Some day they could show it, but even the generation leaping forward, moves just as slowly as mankind.

Peoplekind, the kind of people I miss,

I have never met one face to face.

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