d being of benefit to humanity in some measurable way, that's what the noblest cause is. And I thought I had it figured out, that I would be of help to humanity in some way. But I can see that humanity doesn't want to have good deeds done to it. That no matter how much you want to help, there's always destructive forces waiting on the other side to bring you down, to tear down what you've struggled so hard to build. In other words, my good fellows, humanity doesn't deserve to be saved. It's its own worst enemy.''So go ahead, either kill me or kill each other. Or better yet, how about if we all do each other, that way we'd all be put out of our mutual misery's and not have to endure anymore of 'this'." said the man while opening his arms wide and rotating his body around, indicated all of their surroundings. Stunned into silence, Rick tripped back, as if he had suddenly lost his equilibrium, and realizing what the old man had said was true, and just how fast things could've gotten out of hand. The very thing he'd come to hate about the streets, he almost committed himself, or been a victim of. God, what was he doing here?! And it was as if the old man had seen the pain in his soul or had been reading his mind, because what he said summed up exactly what he had been feeling. Suddenly, something snapped in him; suddenly, it all seemed so wrong to him. It was like his life had flashed in front of him and he was watching what was happening to him, only it wasn't him, it was someone else. Someone else was standing there on this corner, on this street in the middle of this neighborhood with these two people. It was like watching a movie about a two-bit gangster and the way his life had ended on a street on a sidewalk in a city somewhere in America. Just another punk gone down the wrong road and ending with his death for no good reason, just like many others had gone before him.Then Rick snapped back to reality and looked around at his surround...
