Friday, March 6, 2015

"Robbed"

Wednesday. A minute just before the safest place on earth.

And we were robbed. Of time. Of resources. Lots of fear. Of hopelessness.

And it was reported. Bureaucracy. A different justice. Not karma. But waiting.

But still fearing to go out. Being robbed.

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