I Doubt We Will Ever

I Write Against Violence. I Write Against Fascism. I Write Against One Person Dominating Another.

All Of This Happened A Long Time Ago. But Not So Long Ago That Everyone Who Played A Part In It Is Dead. Some Can Still Be Met In Dark Old Rooms With Nurses In Attendance.

I Doubt We Will Ever Be Forgiven. All I Hope Is – They'll Remember We Were Human Beings

People Can Only Be Found In What They Do.

They Waited. The Door Did Not Open. The Rain Did Not Stop. The Darkness Made A Tent And Covered Them Completely.