The news of someone’s death, SPLATTERED, across the Front Page News, and, attached were not just the words, describing how the person died, but also, a picture, of the person, found, in a pool of her/his own blood.
not my picture…
But, it’s, just another stranger, so, who C-A-R-E-S??? Just another stranger, that needed the assistance of the onlookers, whose life should’ve been, or could’ve been, but now, we will, NEVER know for sure, would we, could’ve been spared, but wasn’t.
Just another stranger, so, who C-A-R-E-S! It’s not like, s/he is my next-of-kin, so, why should I CARE, right? But, what if, it were, YOUR next of kin, then, would you still be, as aloof and cold toward the person? I wouldn’t think so. So, why is it, that we can’t, treat EVERY single awful thing that’s currently happening like it’s related to US personally? Oh, because we can’t, we can’t allow that sort of heavyset emotional burden to POUND us down!
not my photograph…
Just another stranger, yeah, just keep on thinking in THAT mode, because you will become, “just another stranger” too, to someone, when you are in need of help one day……………
Life, the Obstacle Course 