Injustice has been with us from the beginning of man, let us face it; sad but true.

Whether it be our coloured brethren, the Indians in the US and Canada, the Eskimos the citizens of India during the English occupation or whatever they called it, all who are perceived to be weak or backward have all been enslaved, killed or had their land taken over, all for power and money. Yes, it just always boils down to those two words.

Society these days is just so corrupt but there is little that one person or a group of people can do. If they do try anything, those who are corrupt have so much power and influence, they will crush those who want the world to change, by legal or illegal means, that is sadly the way of the world and I really hate it; so much so that I wish I could be with Liesel and my Mum again, in the other place.

One can just about manage (if you have a conscience that is) if there is the close family unit and good friends but what I am now dealt with is having to cope with it on my own, as all of my family has conspired illegally against me, even the daughter who I love so much and whom I had an active part in bringing into this world.

When, on top of that, one’s father destroys the close friendships, on whom I relied, through bribery and greed, to literally destroy me, then I have no choice but to retreat to my sanctuary; I am now effectively a hermit and I only leave the house maybe three times a month.

If you add to that the discovery that my father has being paving my brother’s road with gold through conspiring with him personally and with the trustees, then one has to ask the question; what the hell did I do to deserve this?

When one’s own family does that to a son and a father, what is left? The answer is pretty little but what keeps me going is the injustice in this country and the world until my time comes; sooner rather than later.


Published by David Hender (copyright owner- all rights reserved)

If you want to know me, you first need to understand where I have been and where I am going

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