What lays in the heart of these beings? Blood running now dull and cold. Boots sign of humanity. How a man is being tied, tortured, beaten and stabbed numerous times by these wild animals in human skin.
At first thought "are these real?". Black men selling their brothers into slavery. You could see them all battered up. Bloody venomous, all for the sake of a couple of dollars.
Subjugation beyond free will. These victims are set at auctions like animals, servants, cattle for farm work, sex toys for pleasure, heavy bags for training. They become anything in the eyes of the buyers. But they are human, they feel like you and me. They're our brothers, they aimed for greener pastures but now victims of slavery.
Say no to slavery
Say no violence
Say no to inhumanity
Say no to slavery in Libya.
Impossible is temporary. Impossible is a dare. Impossible is a boundary. Impossible is a limit. Impossible is just a level. And it's just a word. Impossible's waiting to be proven wrong. Impossible respects the limit breaker Impossible is gonna be the past It's a matter of who's gonna make it past Impossible's today, possible's gonna be tomorrow. Between Impossible and possible's just time. Besides, the word says I'm possible.
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