Much if not all of life is transient
We decide on our reality through our choices
We are emotional beings
We laugh
We cry
We grieve
We fight
Situations arise that appear not of our own doing
Within that we then choose our state
Either that
Or our state chooses us
At times it’s difficult to tell
In the worlds eye view we are miniscule
Yet mighty enough to change the view of the world
Are people born great
Or do they become great
Are people born to rule
Or to be ruled over
My friend is sad
I cannot help
Words not actions create situations
Actions not words define them
It’s okay to be sad
Sadness is transient
A change will come
Oh yes it will
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