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Atmospheric Pressure

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Atmospheric Pressure

They have their helmets on, and bodies heavily covered
as they walk slowly towards the crowd like armadillos.
Each one of the men in helmets know that it is their duty
to stop their friends, strangers, and countrymen
from getting a way through the palace gates.
Sweat drips on their skins, as they come closer
to the men and women who defend their rights to good living;
they are part of the crowd, but also part of the Law.
A fight ensues within them, tearing their conscience apart
like continental drift and tremors. Attempting to ignore the fight
in their minds, they yell their lungs out, as they run towards
their own people.
Bones and spirits break, as well as a sense of belonging.
The security personnel are treated as outcasts by the crowd,
who boo them with so much hate in their eyes;
a sense of democracy inherited from their fathers,
is cut short by people who only want to feed their families...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 8/7/2017 6:41:00 AM
Good day Teddy...That encounter truly tells a sad story... Thanks for sharing... Have a nice day
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 8/7/2017 8:49:00 AM
Welcome, Arturo. Sadly that's what happens around the world...