THROUGH ROSE COLORED GLASSES

I once visualized a child who was not instinctively violent, contemptuous or selfish...

But I have come to know of no such child.

I once visualized men who lived socially aspired lives—understanding, loving—all but themselves;

 Men who honestly cared about humanity, giving to all,

while truly loving all but themselves...

But I have come to know of no such men.

I once visualized a nation that, while extending a helping hand,

did so without economic or political agendas...

But I have come to know of no such nation.

I once visualized our world as one,

living in harmonious peace,

giving, sharing, loving, growing as one...

But I have come to know of no such world.

I have come to know that all things are real.

By R. Christopher