The Apocalypse

The end of humanity is near.

Not because of the flames of a fire, no.

Not because of meteors crashing down to planet earth, no.

Not because of a flood or hurricane, no. 

The end is near because of people.

People are so cruel and full of hatred in this day and age.

The meaning of true love has been long gone. 

But, something can be done.

Things can be changed.

If one person, just one, takes a stand to fight against this hate, maybe this world can become a better place.

If I can do something, no matter if it is big or small, and make someone feel real happiness, then I'll have done something truly right in this world.

I'll have made a difference.

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