To have a symphony you must have partners. We are all in this together, you see. You play your part, and I got mine.
But lately, what should be a symphonic choir of angelic voices has become loud and boysterous noise. Shouting over one another, only my voice counts! Only my voice can and should be heard!
The symphony of the world is dying because we all won’t just play our parts together. When did I become so cynical? Did it happen overnight? I am ready for the fights of this world to be over and we can be all together as one, unite!