Somewhere
somewhere (as you read this)
a young person who has been slaving away in a diamond mine
loses their hand on the chopping block,
or perhaps their whole arm is mauled off in front of others
to make a point that
those who are poor should not attempt to take from the
rich
&
far away (maybe not too far away)
a young couple who’s been together 6 months or so
get married in a quick thrown together ceremony to
celebrate their enduring love
with the diamond responsible for the loss of a hand, an arm or a life
sticking out from the young woman’s finger
to symbolize her proper & acceptable behavior,
in the eyes of society &
in the eyes of “god”---
while the two are seen as mutual possessions of one another now,
in two months,
while at each other’s throats, they decide to bail the whole thing,
having made such a rash decision &
the ring gets hawked for a percentage of its original value---
if only it was so simple to get a hand, an arm or a life back.
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