I’m sitting at the far dark corner of the sidewalk that is visible to the eyes of the people but look, my presence was not felt. It seems that I’m nothing at all.
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Who am I to question them for not staring at me? I’m just an aged man that has no family to take care of me. I’m just a citizen who wasted his time doing crazy stuff like smoking and drowning myself with alcoholic liquor. I believe that there is no end in my happy life in which, nothing can make me surrender until this time had come to share with me the agonizing fate of those who turn their heads to what is right and proper.
I’m just a being of the world that lies beneath the societal food chain dominated by corrupt and nasty oligarchs. And people who know what’s happening but keep their mouth shut as armed men will go find and shoot their heads off.
Slowly, as the scorching heat of the sun is gradually dispersing in the humid and hot air of the metro; drivers speeding up their cars to avoid the traffic lag jam that the rush hour might bring and people are walking in fast pace to secure the next day of their respective jobs and obligations, I’m catching my breath.
My sight is blurring and I know exactly what is going next. The only visible sight to me is the outcome that I will taste later on. Memories are coming from my mind and the only thing that I can do is cry for what I have failed to do and for the wrong decisions and actions I chose and carried out.
“This is what a stupid man will get if he chose to be himself. Selfishness will make him suffer.”, I said to myself before I finally accepted my painful fate.
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