This is really difficult huh.. this is the first serious story I have ever written so yeh..i really really need help.
I am happy
I'm happy. I have freedom , I have joy , I have love and after much hard work posses a degree in law and social justice. Graduated top of the class too , from Oxford no less. I'm going to become a lawyer. The pay check appeals to me as does the amount of power that will soon be mine. Things have never been this good , hell even marriage is on the cards. What does she look like ? Chinese origin with beautiful brown eyes and matching hair. Her hair is long , it reaches down past her shoulders complementing her slender figure. I love her. I love her not for her beauty but for her loyalty. Life is truly great and as I said , I'm happy.
These are all things I once thought. Since then things have altered and oh my how it is indeed for the worse. I have subjection , I have sorrow , I have hatred and no longer does my academic prowess matter to the world. I will not become a lawyer nor ever work for the unethical monopolistic powers at be. I would much sooner beg for coin on the streets of London then I would serve those who took my love from me. This is not right , this is not at all what I have learnt about all that is just.
Alas it is not only I that has grievances, many in number are those taken away in secrecy. More so then myself do i pity the members of society whom do not match the so cakked 'ideal ', for those members are no longer members. I have no clue what or where they are but she is with them and I am not. Unfortunately I have been born in resemblance to their ' perfection ' and am cursed with a place in their elitist haven.
Here then I remain amongst the streets. Alone ? No , they are with me and they will resist and when they do I will stand with them fearless of the coercion of the state and moreover angered at their very existence. I reject the state and they reject it more so then I. Those who remain and have yet to be taken by the captors of their brethren, they are the people I stand with. We must bring down the state , we must challenge its dominance as we cannot allow such people to hang power over our heads as though we are mere insects. I will stand with them. We will resist and if this resistance does lead to the cemetery so be it. To resist. Is to win.