You and everyone around you wake up to the sound of youth and sweet anger. Women in their 40s dancing their asses of to what may be the ryth of bad conscience. They are reminded of the fact that they once in a time fought for what you would call humanity as their bodies in this very moment are recalling tiredness. The desire to make a change has left their homes- it brings them to tears as the humanity itself is still there reminding them of how much there is yet to do. Still fighting.

Thank you for the awakening and thank you for introducing us to that humble sword of yours.