How curious society has become. Did "humane" ever exist? We read papers full of garbage, telling us the world is coming to an end. End? – to what end? – the only thing I see is space stretching on forever, waiting to be filled with more turmoil, more distress; where then, is our end?

Upon what grounds can we call ourselves human, when we turn our heads and look the other way whenever we come face-to-face with issues we'd rather not deal with? This world we live in begs for something more! – some solid proof that we still care about one another as a human race.

Way beyond our capacity, perhaps, to fill these shoes: shoes of compassion, servitude, empathy?

- we decide.