Untitled Prose Journal Entry

Some thoughts I jotted down on a very distressing day.

Pain and humiliation

are an inevitable

even mandatory fact of life

when you're perceived to be inferior. 

The sky is the limit

for those who have never been taught

anything other than

they are God's gift to mankind.  

While the rest of us must sell ourselves short,

They thrive.

While they feel so inclined to pursue their wildest dream,

We merely survive.

While they ravage and harm us for their own desires,

We die.

And not one but the wounded

will bat an eye.