In a world that demands freedom and equal rights, our society practically screams the opposite. People are bullied, abused physically and verbally, tortured, shunned, teased, and killed because of their culture, religion, traditions, or skin color. In a world that wants to be one, it can't be any further from that goal. You see people, every day, stereotyping and singling out each other. You and I both know it, because we do it too. We may not realize it, or mean to, but we were raised in a world that contradicts itself. And although there are people who want to change this, there is simply not enough of them who want to actually do something about it. They are the pretenders, the ones who call themselves believers, or do-gooders. But they are the ones on the sidelines when there's a fight. They are the ones who stay silent when a person's beliefs and culture is on the line, along with themselves. They are the ones who open the doors to a new path, but only half way. They are the someone's who are no one's. They are the ones that are scared of what would happen if they did good. But there is hope. The hope comes from the people who believe. From the people who walk the walk when they talk the talk. They are the true believers, the ones who call themselves fighters. They are the ones who will stand up for other's blood, with a grin on their face. They are the ones who will shout back when you lose your voice in a match of tradition.
They are the ones who will never die scared.