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Street Life
By Innocent Guilt
What is life but endless time spent by people pulling our
strings. Who are we but mere puppets spawned to do the
dirty work of people above us. Deadlines control the very
fabric of our isolated lives we live. Machines that steal
the minutes of our lives away from the depths of that life
which we have lived. We are free, free as a bat, which must
return to cave when the light shines brightly in their
faces. In this cave we shelter and hide from that depths of
reality as the sounds of life echo from the past. Those
very sounds that haunt us of what could have been and
should have been.
This is the life we chose to live or did we? The very act
of birth itself is a continuing tormenter. These lives
forced to live because of the actions of the parents before
them. Yet tormented with no will or power. Weakened by the
endless struggle to stay alive, living like scavengers on
the bits of waste. These small pieces rusting away from a
once favored society.
Yet how can you blame that you toss us out like an old copy
of yesterday's news? Piled underneath the others who have
been tossed aside from you we arise to strict terror in
your eyes. The mildew dripping off of our torn clothes that
cause you to hold your noises and act like you don't see
us. We are here waiting. You may have forgotten us, but we
never forget you.
We never forget how you hold us back from jobs because we
don't meet your standards. We know how you taunt us because
we were born of lesser blood. The blood that descends from
our ancestors, who once were like you. Yet you forget
because now we look like we do because of your very society
that put us here.
We have no meaning to your peaceful society. That very
society that started the program. The very society that
decided that any person living on the street was to have no
rights at all. We either had a choice of being shot on
sight or being lead to a cryogenic freezing faculty. My
fate would be to be sent to one of these places. My name is
Dan. One of those forgotten souls that was forced into this
treatment.
Chained in the back of the van I waited this very fate. A
line of twelve others were forced face down next to me.
Each of them chained up the same as I. This bondage's held
us from escaping to the world you love so much. You would
think that a republic such as this would leave us some
dignity, but even that right was denied to us. The worst
part of all the humiliation was the ball gag placed over
our mouths to rob us from protesting this very injustice
that was being done. Another form of humiliation that they
forced us through was the very act of removing our
clothing. They claimed we were nothing more then animals
and didn't deserve the right to them.
After an hour of being cramped up and chained in the van we
arrived at our destination. Each prisoner was appointed
guard that would take them to their cell. Due to the lack
of space these cells were built small and constructed so
that the inmate had very little room to move. Even a coffin
held more room then these poorly built cells.
While being escorted into the cell the guard explained the
process. A slow mist would start to form above me. This
mist would then spread into every corner of the cell. As I
en-hailed each breath I would began to get cold as each
bio-toxin spread through my body. It's ironic that during
our medical development we would invent a way to have our
own victims kill themselves so that everyone involved would
have no guilt. Natural death would slowly take over as the
body froze to death choking on it's own lungs.
As the mist started to fall I felt very scared. All I had
done wrong was be poor. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my
fault my parents had me when they were on the street. I
didn't do anything wrong. Why was everyone treating me like
this? A tear of sadness trickled down my face. The mist
soon filled the cell and I was choking. Each breath drained
me of its strength. My heart began to slow down just like
the last beats of a drum at a dance. Then I blacked out.
At that moment I thought my life was over. I thought that
the tunnel of light would open up and swap me away to a
better world, a better place then this. Slowly I seemed to
regain some of the five senses that had been robbed from
me.
"Aw... it seems our little one is finally starting to wake
up." A female voice spoke. "Don't worry in about five
minutes or so your sight will start to come back to you.
Although you might notice the world has been diluted of
color. This shouldn't alarm you because it is all part of
the process. However the first step of the process will be
the recovery of your arms and legs. Again there might be a
slight lost of control, but I wouldn't worry about that.
For you see instead of cryogenic freezing like we used to
do, we now simply just regress our population of poor
people. It's a lot cheaper and we are population that
cannot reproduce or adopt through normal agency can simply
pay an amount to us and we will supply them with a healthy
baby. Oh and as a added bonus if you end up back on the
streets living as a dirty little striper or bum again you
will simply be brought back here. Won't that be fun? Yes it
will." Slowly her words trailed off into an evil and
sadistic laugh.
If I had thought life couldn't get any worse then it
already was; I was wrong. For I was then passed onto a
table, adjusting to where the lady was. The feelings to my
nervous system started coming back slowly just like the
lady had said. Yet any movement I tried to make seemed
blocked or tied up. Almost felt like I was confined in a
straight jacket. It wasn't till my eyes adjusted that I
noticed just what it was. A baby's blanket wrapped tightly
around to protect.
At that moment it hit. I had to go to the bathroom and bad.
I wanted to control it, but nothing was working right. It
just came out. All I could do was cry. Not only was I
confined to a helpless body, but I was robbed of
everything.
The End
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