• Somewhere Out There
    BY: Tia Washington

    Dear Lord,

    Somewhere out there is a place where pain is just a word. Sometimes it’s good to just sit and think about the other places beyond our midst. Or maybe it’s just a theme in a fairy tale. Where dreams are suppose to come true. But why? Why does there have to be a place where we have to pretend to be happy or to pretend to actually have a life? In my opinion, I don’t think that’s really fair. For maybe that is what was meant to be. Ya know? See, we as humane substances all have a purpose in life. And whether if it’s to be a hobo or even to be successful, it is all up to our hopes and to our dreams. But I realized that some people don’t have that luxury. So they throw their hopes, dreams, and lives away. I just hope for the best for this humane society for my generation and for the generation of my children.

    *Amen*