Castles of Sand

Dear Friend mysterious                                                            25 July 2030
                                                                                     


     Path on the sand that was kissed by the cold black sea this day, I wet my feet in your dark waters, I am a simple woman who want to be happy to release all my feelings, be free to shout to the winds all that I feel like and not being recognized or challenged by someone.
     I want to get out and not be looked at from top to bottom, looks as if the lions were hungry, I want to be a free woman, to worship the nature around us and grateful for each day that passes.
      Not to be used by the opposite sex, or passing from hand to hand like a napkin, I have values ​​and feelings and I am a human being.
      I try to sit on a small rock a little wet, just sat in a small tip, I'll be dreaming that someone I'm not just an alien seen by others, I raised my head and walked faced all those rocks and turned back to those who did not interest'm no gum .
      Always fight for my rights and others, I am a woman but a human being like everyone else, there are no differences "All equal, all different," I do not know what yet, but something good will grow up over the years, however the last thing to end up inside of me and my claw fight for something. Shouting to the world "Where is the love?" This is present in all hearts even in the coldest of beings it exists is not only exploited. It is we who will chart our destiny and I want one day to say "Remember that girl did not give anything for her, more than a mere ignorant, but that we remember her as the defender of the welfare of mankind."
       We think sometimes why I bother with the others first before myself, they do not deserve it, but if one day they do not even admit it publicly, will fall on you.
      My phone rang the call is routine for me, I went back to the reality of a cruel world where hate dominates the majority of people shattered, lives lost and for what for years, who I am a little person in my a any confusion that his will to fight increases every day to help the welfare of each person.
      Why hurt someone just to show superiority, why is futile to the point of being ignorant and not wake up to the world in which we live.
      I hung up the phone the phone, I paid on my notebook and wrote down the ten goals he wanted to accomplish and from there I caught nothing falls like a lot but I came to lift me even harder.
      I want all who read this and think are your inner feelings and fight for them trying to beat the evil and follow good.

Jane Lee