I Am

Lucky as hell to have a rare great life. I have to acknowledge it is a life built on the backs of many living in strife. People desperate to end, indeed, to halt their own situations. Generations of all races, willing and unwilling, starving and dying, with gold illusions of a life they might have. It is fitting. The woman at the dry empty well who will travel farther, diamond miner dead from exhaustion, all will contribute to the ones that come after. It is to be read that we who have benefitted from their efforts pay forward willingly our share.