Pearls floweth

The audacity of human life is surprising.

Of all things depressing, the most disturbing is the cheapness of a human life.

How does it feel to have a full and happy life with family and friends and happiness and money one moment and death and crassness the next? How does it feel to die like a dog on the road, to be run over with nobody wanting to stop and help you die better?

How does it feel to be born in a land where the most important thing is making sure you live to see another day? How does it feel to wake up the next day to the clack-clack of guns clucking like chickens in the yard, to see your people being ripped to shreds like waste tissue?

How does it feel when the person you love says no to an ever lasting relationship because you are colored and that is a sin? How does it feel when you pour your love into a bottle and give it, only to see it thrown away?

How does it feel to live a life in a world where death comes so cheap?

How does it feel to watch your brethren be slaughtered, all in the name of a benevolent God? How does it feel to bring a child into a land where two people from two brothers cannot live together?

The cup of champagne overfloweth with pearls it cannot contain no more