And his cry still echoes ..

This evening as i was returning home on my red Nova, something made me pull the brakes in an instant. A voice. A painful voice crying 'aaayyyaaa' ... It's still haunting my mind even after all these hours. And fortunately or unfortunately, i caught sight of that voice too. :/

There on the corner of the road, a young man crying helplessly as a group of more than ten 'heartless bastards' (as i would like to call them) beat him forcibly. With their long big legs and their beast like faces. Even though it was already sunset dim, i could still see their anger. Erupting it all out on that poor fellow. My heart skipped a terrified beat.

I wanted to go and stop them. I really did. But i couldn't. And i didn't. Because there was no way i could protect myself from all those men if they in turn threw themselves at me for being a busybody. And for the first time, i sensed the weakness of being a female. For the first time, i blamed myself for being born a woman. Cause had i been a man, i would have immediately ran over to help the victim. But i stood there as a coward and just watched everything with a weak guilty heart. The most i could do was to tell the 'dae' who was standing besides me to go over and help. Which he did. 

I had no idea why they were so angry with him. Maybe he did something wrong. Or maybe he didn't. But still, ten upon one! That's very unfair and very atrocious. How can people have such cruel hearts? Have humans forgotten humanity? ;(

On my way back, his cry echoed in my ears. I thought about him. I silently prayed for his life. I don't know what they did to him and in what state they abandoned him. Cause all of them bastards took him far away from the crowd as they continued crushing his bones.

And his cry still echoes ..