Later On...

     I hope to transform in the world the way people think about things so negatively, or judge something or someone
by one glance or look. The whispers behind people's back, gossip. Leading no where, ending up no where, no point expect for rumors. This prevents people from being who they are, which is a huge conflict. This issue happens a lot and it can make people crawl back into their shell and never show we they really are again. Self-confidence can be taken easily but just one comment, look, action, but only if you let it be taken. This is what I want to change in the world.

"The New Kid" by Murray Heyert

Dear young Marty,
I remember years ago when the gang went out to play punch ball in the streets. I didn't fit in so well, always begging to be in the next game. I knew that the next game would come, but I wouldn't play in it. The guys made excuses to not let me play, and one of those excuses was there was an even amount without me. I took it upon myself to find that one person that would make the team even with myself included. I still remember the boy and we called him the "new kid". I wanted him to play not for himself but for myself, this was my chance. I thought it was my chance to prove myself, to show the other guys what their missing out on. The new kid was shy, he couldn't make up his mind, but he finally agreed to play. I clearly remember like it was yesterday that they agreed to let us play. I messed up that one chance that was given to me. The ball came to me and maybe it was because I was nervous, but I messed up. I passed the ball to quickly to one of my other plays and we lost the game. The new kid messed up as well, he dodged the ball. Everyone was making fun of him, and so was I. Maybe it was because so many of those boy's made fun of me, but I took it out on the new kid. I punched him and hit him until he ran away. The bad thing was I liked it, and I wanted to hit him more.

 I know see that I was wrong to do that. I understand why I did it. I did what they other kids did to me to the new kid. At the moment I didn't feel empathy, but I do now. I took all the anger I had and pushed it toward the new innocent kid. If I could I would take it all back, but I guess if you think about it it's a learning experience. Not a good one, but one I can take for the rest of my life and tell people so they will never do what I did to that kid.  I hope that that kid will never do what I did to him to someone else, because if he does it might be a on going chain leading towards a bottomless pit, and getting no where.

The advice I would give to my son or anyone for that matter is be kind to others. No matter what anger you have inside of you let it go or don't take it out on other people. Most people say to treat other how you want to be treated and I think this is great advice I would give me son. Before you do something mean think about how this might affect someone, how they or you would fee. Think before you speak. I will always remember this.

Love,
Older Marty 

Warning you ahead, learn your lesson

Confederate soldier's boot

I've seen many horrible things during my years of walking,
but none were as horrific as the Civil War and

diminishing anything in either parties ways,
the North and South
both enemies on the battle field.

Walking on the battle field
knowing that you will die
or be very injured.

Walking on the battle field
seeing more than your can imagine,
DIE BODIES
spread out through 100 of miles

We learn our consequences now,
by deaths, and regrets
The will power that kept,
every solider fighting
and every political leader arguing.

I will always remember this War,
and so should you,
history might repeat itself.