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Monday, January 17, 2005

run forever, ambulance.

i saw an ambulance. it was so loud. it was screaming "weeeeee yooooooo weeeeeee yooooooo!" and it was going down the road like crazy. i saw the ambulance look around frantically as if looking for someone for help. i couldn't help... it was going too fast... and even if i can go as fast as the ambulance, what can i do to help the broken human inside...
it was so fast... i'm never going to catch up at that kind of speed. but why?
and why is it that no one cared to even spare a glance at the poor ambulance crying out like a tormented ghost? souls upon souls with broken bodies get loaded into it every day. don't anyone else hear them as clearly as i do?
what about the broken human inside of it? who is he? a woman perhaps? did she collapse out of hunger and loneliness? does she have the money to pay those doctors who pledged empty oaths to save lives? is someone there to hold her hand and tell her how much she is loved and missed?

is it right to feel so much?

it feels pointless.

and painful.
Posted by NHJ 1/17/2005 09:58:00 pm