I look at you and witness the change. I start reasoning within my authority; and muffle the truth inside a blanket as I reluctantly began to judge you. I hate you! You are DESPICABLE. What if I am wrong? What if you are not something I see from the outside? What if you are as pure as gold? Do I despise myself then ?
Everyday
you show up with frothy ideas that might seem to resonate with your
concerns. You might be aware of the hunger and disease; you might have
the knowledge of violence and rape. In the end, you take it for granted:
that people are hungry; that disease is consuming civilization and
mankind;that violence and rape rest on the pedestal.Invisibly. And there
you are, taking it for granted; say these things happen. Why don't you
do something about it then ?
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