What is the price you have to pay, because for a crust of bread you consent to be humiliated?

What is the price you have to pay, by making believe that you are blind and accept to be fenced-in?

What is the price you have to pay, when fear and hunger makes you accede to be manipulated?

What is the price you have to pay, when you assent to relinquish yourself?

What is the price you have to pay, when you consciously know you’re being deceived?

What is the price you have to pay, when you set aside your own dignity?

What is the price you have to pay, when you look another way to not see the blood running?

What is the price you have to pay, when some drink whiskey and others don’t eat?

What is the price you have to pay, when eight stars are wilted instead of having them bloom?

What is the price you have to pay, when hopelessness prevails and you prostrate in disbelief?

What is the price you have to pay, when you know that your country is being torn apart with spite and cruelty?

What is the price you have to pay, when only one man deprives us of peace?

What is the price you have to pay, when you consent to boots that trample freedom?

©Noris Roberts