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A Poor Man's Corridor

The smell of smoke still clung to the air, and the ground was littered with glass and torn fabrics. I tried not to look at the bodies, but they were everywhere. This wasn't the first raid, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. But what do you do when the government takes total control over you?

You can't deny them. You can't shoo them away. Because if you do... who knows what happens... Some say they kidnap you and turn you loose. But some say they murder you in cold blood. No one knows because there have been no survivors to tell the story... or as far as we know.

I try my hardest to get home without looking at the bodies of innocent people... our neighbors... our friends... our families... killed in no remorse... like they were animals in a slaughterhouse.

Being forced to suppress emotions of fear and anger, and those of hatred and disgust. Trying to be strong for our loved ones, while we're close to drowning ourselves.

Trying to survive on the already little food we get, while the rich have more than enough to stay fat and warm. The rich have more than enough of everything. Cars, Clothes, Animals, You get the gist.

We're starving, sick, and cold. Not like those who are full, healthy, and warm. They say they work for their money, but we all know they don't. How do you earn money by sitting on your asses, while other people work for you?

We work like dogs, only to get a forth of our earnings. While they sit around relying on us, and yet still have no respect for the ones who work for them. They look down on us like we're pigs, when they are the pigs.

But what do we do when they set fire to our churches, to our towns, to our shops, to our houses. Getting into these wars, just to kill their own people without a bat of an eye. People need to show more respect to those who give their lives to protect others, to protect strangers, to protect their country.

You can't control people, But the government can...

A/N: I may make this into an actual book if anyone likes it. I don't really know where I got the idea of this from but oh well. I guess I started writing this in Sept of this year (2024) but I just found it again.  I know it's not much, but I got writers block near the end. I hope others like this because I really liked it. Bye! - The Author