My Vision is big. I get scared at times when it appears in my mind. My Vision is interesting; I smile and sometimes laugh alone when I see it in my mind. My Vision is for that young person you saw on the streets sniffing glue, the one you heard about his story in the third world, the brother to the one you saw being short for crime. The one you saw being beaten by the mob; and the others that you are about to remind me about... They need hope, love and justice.
