The Myth of the Independent Life: Why Your Actions Are Never Just Your Own
We’ve somewhat grown to be this selfish beings, an arrogant people. A case for debate but truth remains; so long my family and I are okay, no one else matters. Why is that? What happened to humanity, love and togetherness. The motto: It takes a village to raise a child seems like a myth. We’re never sorry for our actions but only panic when the aftermath is pointing fingers at us negatively. I can say anything and do whatever I please, afterall; my life my choice. Have you carefully considered at whose cost, you do these? Be it good or bad, there is always a reaction for every action. Carefully choose what’s right. The Unusual Screeching tyres, Screams and shouts everywhere, Mob gathering at the roadside, Sighing, in shock and remorseful of what transpired, A toddler in a pool of blood, Lying lifeless, As the drunk driver attempts to resuscitate the child. ~ Poem by Nnessy Looking at the above poem: not servicing your car was meant to affect you, but the couple of dollars s...