You look at them and have no clue.
Sometimes you might wonder what and who they will become.
Then you realize that all that matters is that they live their lives as they wish.
Because it’s theirs.
And even when they grow and you appear to know, they’ll surprise you.
They might be little geniuses. Perhaps they will become doctors, perhaps they will marry…
And if you are lucky, you might witness them growing to be happy and just.
They might feel for the world. They might feel for poverty and injustice.
And just like you, they might want to change the world they live in.
Though probably just like you, they wont be able to do much about it.
They won’t even try…
…Or perhaps they will…
There shall always be people who will have something to say. Some will talk good some will talk evil.
There shall always be imperfection in human beings, and there shall always be something good and something evil about them. The only difference is on which side would the needle point to, was one to weigh.
“I made my choice deliberately. A man is what he wills himself to be.” No Exit, Sartre
