This world appears so differentiated, separated, segregated; what’s become of us? So quick we have become in our judgments, so certain we are in our righteousness; how have we gotten here? How have we come to no longer see each other as people, observing only our differences? Where does this pattern lead? If we cannot find our way what will come of us, how will our story end? When did it become so important to be number one; how did failure become something bad? How are we supposed to learn from our mistakes if we never acknowledge them; where did we learn that? What’s the purpose of faith when belief becomes certainty; how can all of this be forgotten?