she was hit repeatedly, by her own mother. then stripped to be bathed… in a public ground. the cops were nearby, they saw it happen. they heard many complain. yet nothing happened. the girl was helpless, our little group who protested outnumbered by the large number of her gypsy family. by the time we returned later, they had gone elsewhere.
my words are but words, my feelings but feelings. if they were not, i would not have felt that helplessness when something that i strongly go against unfolded right before me and i was powerless to stop it.
(October 8th, 2011)