Why Be A Coward; Rather than Bolder.
Free.
I am in a covered, domed, clear glass golf cart. It is big enough for TWO people. I am driving through the grocery store. It is hailing baseball size hail. I am the only safe person, I am the only one enclosed in a cart. Everyone else is dashing about. Screaming, Grabbing Food. Dodging the hail. Crying. Holding on to children. Ducking. Hiding. People are getting hit by the hail. Blood everywhere. Smashed skulls. Broken bones. People are dying. I can see everything; but feel nothing.
It's all happening too fast. Way too fast. But I am safe. I am the only safe person. Alone in my cart; built for two. I know that I have room to save one more person. But I don't. I drive around, terrified. Watching them die. But I won't let anyone in... What if they are sick? What if they make me sick? I won't let anyone in. I am alone. And we all die the way the we live. I will die alone...
BE KIND. BE FIERCE. BE BRAVE.
BE FEARLESS.
Open the door. Let someone in.
