miércoles, 13 de marzo de 2013

Hold the fence



Everything was perfect, life was as planned.

Until the wind came, harvesting everything the humans carefully seed.

We tried to hold tight, but the wind ripped us from the land.

The whirlwind blew their mall away.

Our beautifully crafted houses collapsed. The wind demolished them to little pieces, chunks of wood and metal. Without our homes, we were shelterless.

The fence lasted longer. It fight to the very end. But the wind was relentless. Inch by inch, the fence started to fall down. For a moment, the fence stood still. Then, the wind came back. Nothing was left.

Without the fence, the hope run away from us, like wild horses in an open pen.

But nothing is as stubborn as men. So we will fight back. We will rebuild our homes. And if the wind destroys them again, we will rebuild them again.

Until the day we die.
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