On every street corner is an opportunity to fall through the gutter.
In the heart of the "City of God," human beings are sold of their innocence.
They are objects not subjects.
And we sit idly by and chalk it up to temptation; a burden for someone else to shoulder.
No one comes to the rescue.
God doesn't come down from his mount.
He isn't offering his feet for ceremonial washings.
Forgiveness falls with the weight of an old wooden cross.
And we sit idly by and chalk it up to temptation; a burden for someone else to shoulder.
On a nightly basis, the system fails.
No empathy or sympathy on display for the girls of Rio.
Those who care must rise up and offer to rescue one.
The power to change the world is not ours.
The power to change someone's world is.
We can start by putting a shoulder into the temptation.