Severed Silence

Reflections

There is no such thing as a bad person

There are only bad decisions,
bad situations

Used like glue to stick the sign of "bad" on a person's forehead

The thing is, we're all created, whether honestly or not

We're all born as innocent little babies

Scared, uninformed about right and wrong and not strong enough to choose the right or the wrong even if they wanted to

These babies are born into all different situation

To all different parents

To all different families

Into all different financial situations and family dilemmas

They are condemed by fate

They won or they lost

These innocent babies are thrown into this cruel world where they are to commit their first crimes,
their first break of the 10 commandments

Nobody would ever call a baby bad

So what changes those perfect little angels into rapists and murderers?

It is the world my friends that is changing them

It is the things that they asked,
they're like a sponge,
a clear show of their parent's values and actions when nobody but the baby is watching

These people are reflections of the world

They are reflections of the cruelry and the violence and the pain that occurs in this place

These people are reflections of how even the tiniest mistake can change a persons life forever

You never know how you affect a person

Wether you're their role model or their worst enemy

You inspired them to be like you or not to

People are the worst enemy of babies

They're the the thing that shapes babies into something they're not

But what would happen without evil people?

Would we ever be inspired or empowered or independent?

Would we ever truly understand the meaning of the golden rule?

Or would we fade like old fabric, bleached by the sun of a perfect life

Balance  is what turns the earth,
its what makes us see color

It makes us more creative and happy

Balance between good and evil

So let us rip off the band-aid

No people are evil

There is only

Reflections