Maybe it’s just too late.
Who knows if it’s too late.
Who knows if we might change something otherwise it’s too late.
Who knows if we will understand that we need to change something.
Who knows if we will understand that we actually changed something.
Who knows if something is going to change at all.
I witness all this everyday and I feel out of place.
Nobody dares to be ethic.
Nobody understands ethic.
Nobody lives out of ethic.
Nobody eats ethic.