Small Town, Somewhere
*prays I spelled the name right* I read..and cried..then read again, and my heart still cries. So many lives, promising people, children, women, men, fathers and mothers, sons and daughters, artists, doctors, scholars.. So many just tossed aside because of one mans hate..
And you caught the story of one mans surival so eloquently.
If this isn't already published all around the world for people to see, then I wish you'd submit it.
Thank you for writing what so many would rather forget.
They will be remembered.
Your time is here. Take one last look at it, then never come back. This part of your life is already over...