Stealthily he climbed up the drainpipe, quietly so as not to make a noise. She lay sleeping in her bed; the windows wide open to let in the cool
breeze of the starry night. A light sleeper, she heard the noise which roused her slightly from her slumber.
In the haze of sleep, with only one eye partially open, she saw him climb through her bedroom window. Heart pounding she was afraid to speak or move,
for fear of what might happen. Questions speeding through her mind, she wondered, is he going to rape me? Steal from me? Why is he here? What does he
want from me?
Pretending sleep, she watched from the partly open eye as he stood at the foot of her bed and looked at her. Then, quietly so as not to make a sound,
he turned and she heard the zipper of her bag opening. All the money she had was in that wallet laying toward the top of the bag; she grew bold,
knowing her means of sustenance was within... without further thought she yelled HEY! STOP!
Dropping the wallet he quickly disappeared back through the window from which he came. She sat up, heart still pounding, wondering, was it all a
The Thief in our night, in our lives, has come through the window to rob us of all we have. Yet we lay sleeping still. With a voice, one voice, all
voices, we can make him run, we can protect all we hold dear. Fear cannot rule us, fear can never become our master, and we can never be fear's
All it takes is a voice, one voice, all voices, devoid of fear, to make the thief go back from whence he came. Are you ready to stand, yelling HEY!
STOP! We will take no more!
The thief is among us right now. He wants control over all that sustains life, desirous of silencing the voice of dissidence, he wants mastery over us
WAKE UP! This is no dream....
edit on 19-4-2012 by Jameela because: (no reason given)