In a world filled with people who would rather point fingers, there is no understanding. There are slurs and yells, yet ones without a voice. There are hospitals filled with beds, but only for the people that can spare an arm or a leg. As the world stops and watches, time only continues to move on. Fingers have turned to guns. Slurs and yells are only heard over cries and screams. Beds wait empty, eyeing caskets lowered full. In a world filled with people who would rather do this than that, I try to understand. How are you still watching?