The blood runs in the streets,
and the children run next to it.
The violence is only escalating,
yet you do nothing.
The man of our people, the healer,
you bathe in shameless bliss.
The only man of our country, our city,
capable of influence,
does nothing?
"Doctor, did you always wish to abandon your people?
The culture which bred your mind, your talent,
the streets your mother and father walked,
to resign to a reality,
opposite your people?"
After he said this, his eyes full of tears,
I revealed to him the truth:
"It is okay, my man,
for the decision to return to my fate,
was made by some hand, and not of mine.
The altruistic nature of man,
is no thing to be ignored.
My bags have been packed,
and i've enjoyed my vacation."
