Bread, soup - these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach. The stomach alone was aware of the passage of time.
Bread, soup - these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach. The stomach alone was aware of the passage of time.
There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories