Courage Of The Convictions

Courage of the convictions Hope was high and to me the heart slides in the stomach, the one which wanted to help had to die for it. Hope was high, hope was big, however, people are so pitiless. Neither those who shout get angry and rush, Still those who oppose nothing, if thoughts come along around the feelings of other people and if they further injure cheerfully happily. Thus we are people and thus the society will remain, we love, hate, are afraid and we envy. However, that who observes there and stands on the edge, if what sees, nevertheless, there shameful proceeds! Does he carry the heart in the hand and has to say the courage something? Or if he rationalises the mind and says: “It prepares too much uneasiness for me!”