Believe... please

Dear people of the world,

Anyone who’s dreams dance through the galaxy

Who believes in things unseen

Things that cannot be explained

Believe in magic and heroes

Demons and angels

Dark and light

And love at first sight

Those who remember the stories of childhood

And still have that twinkle in their eyes

The ones who challenge the world with a smile

All those who are hopeful for the future

Optimistic in situations that seem dire

I salute you

You are the minority in a world of destroyers

Cynics

Pessimists

Disbelievers

Adults

People who have long forgotten what it meant to be a child

To open their eyes to the world,

To imagine.

Doubters who have given up on magic,

Monsters and miracles

Going only by what the News tends to share

Of the destruction of hope

You see,

It is easier to distrust.

It is easy to deny;

Much easier than clinging to the hope that can be so fragile,

That can be broken by a gust of wind.

It is easier to not believe

When you believe the majority.

Hope is weaker

Hope is more delicate

Hope can be shattered like glass

Torn from the foundation of thoughts

And buried with a tombstone reading

“I tried”

But every person

We all start off the same

Children

Wonderers

We are curious

We take what is given but always ask for more

An explanation

An answer

A reason

We question existence

But soon fate whispers in our ear

The first thing to go is the questions

Declarative replace interrogative

Disinterest runs through our heart

Next is the sparkle

The twinkle in our eyes

The beauty in our sight

The imagination of what could be

Finally we lose our heart

Slowly turning into zombies

The dead who become indistinguishable

Humanity is the victim

Humanity is the culprit

Thus is the cycle of life

Yes,

There is strength in their numbers

But it is the believers that are strong

Every day we face the facts of the world

Holding the good with the bad

We don’t comply with the universe who claims

“That’s just the way it is”

We work

We imagine

We dream

We are strong

Stronger than any of their toughest warriors

We are the world

The hands that built the world,

Were the hands of a dreamer

The greats who challenged the odds,

Were believers

Everything that this world was

or is

Is the product of one who didn’t lose their spark

The world needs more of these

Pioneers

Excavators

Dreamers

So she doesn’t fall into oblivion

Without legacy

Without a story

So, my message to you,

People of the world,

Is that of a challenge

A challenge to hold on

When everyone tells you to let go

A challenge to keep moving

When everyone tells you to stop

A challenge to fight

When everyone else lies down

A challenge to be strong in the weakness

Humble in fame

Kind in hatred

And to never let go

To believe

Believe

Believe not only in yourself

But in others

Believe in kindness

Caring

Forgiveness

But most importantly

Believe in the world

And let her take care of you.