One day

One day

You prefer to be on the side of the molester. It’s easier. And in some abnormal way it keeps your mind protected from what you’ve experienced, too. You praise the executioner because pain can be pleasure, obviously.

You’re gulity of most hedious crime. Yet you are able to brag how faithful you are when you go to church every Sunday so that you don’t have to stay sleepless at night. As you have power to be unhuman.

And your leaders are the most unhuman ones. Devils giving orders. Laughing at victims. Spitting on them.

You win today but one day, you’ll pay for not wanting to hear chlid’s cry.

One day.