Our lives are entangled,
Like a weave-on curled into each other,
A dark room thirsting for a candle light
We need to understand, that a closed fist gets nothing more than it already has.
And a closed eyes sees nothing other than darkness.
A man that takes in oxygen and refuses to give out carbon dioxide has invariably called death for a feast.
We live for ourselves, yes, but not as much as we live for others. This SYMBIOSIS; the mutual relationship, like that of a mother and the child in her womb (she feeds the baby, and the baby gives her joy and fulfillment) , has to be up held for a better development and advancement of humans.
Humanity as a race will be heading to oblivion if men and women do not drop the all-for-me mentality and think about others.