A young lad with dreams among folks, oh! I meant wolves, Always looking at the big picture; yet unknown how he would attain his goal, Pondering on this thought and striving to build it to reality, The path is suddenly made dark by those he considered being his folks; They say to him words like, “wake up dreamer!” and as they scorn, they unknowingly expose their own realities saying, “Don’t get too creative around here, for there is no room for that kind down here.” How does the popular quote put it, I guess it says, “show me your friend and I would tell you who you are,” but it actually goes this way, “show me your friend and I would tell you were you are going.” A year passes, so does another and while time progresses, he discerns that his reality has suddenly been tainted by those around him. For he continually entertains the words “… Where you are going?" Like an apparition, he sees the futility of the endless circle of rut and despair, brought about by the falsehood o...