The Last King of Scotland
If you live always as a child and never let the mind grow, what type of seeds will
you then sow?
That of fantasy and selfishness is how a child can think, not understanding how
ideas can sink.
Without knowing how to decipher the reasons for why things are the way they
turned out to be.
Darkness shadows the light that shows the path to growth and peace.
If we live without consequences as a child believes, then we live with intolerance
and lies.
For only through knowledge can our world and our humanity survive
**I wrote this after watching "The Last King of Scotland"
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