Relentless Struggle

An unwelcome state leads to stress.

Stress converts to frustration, taking shape through slanted eyes composing a menacing glare.

Teeth grit in immeasurable agitation.

Brow sweats—a distinctive warning that all kept silent is barely withheld.

A slipped tongue, sure to awaken, will undoubtedly articulate the truth—a truth that dares not be heard by oppressing ears.

Hands clench—an irrefutable sign that all hell will be unleashed if the defendant is further provoked.

As an onlooker, an innocent bystander, I beg of you: proceed with caution.

Abstain from significant advancement.

As the oppressed I demand you maintain your distance, lest a deluge of slaughter be unleashed—a result of the slightest probe ventured too far.