No Apologies

I pay bribes… to a poor farmer; to keep his children in school, away from choking factories. I kneel and pray for this humble man’s fortunes to change; for the dark clouds to disappear, leaving nothing but a harmless blue.

I pay bribes, so lock me away… but leave this man in peace.


T. E. Samad.

  • http://twitter.com/artviewstudio Lee Ann Harrison

    Very powerful.  I truly enjoyed this piece. 

  • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

    I agree! This kind of story stays in your mind – it definitely stayed in mine.