“We” are special until we think we aren’t.
It still takes two to tango, even if we never learned how.
faults are natural, they occur.
they occur in the streets, in quiet spaces, in blank faces, in every nation.
no one can explain it all, nor understand it all.
but traveling widely it seems the world’s majority people are seekers of good, are good.
may “we” not fall into their hatred
may “we” be bigger than that.