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taking over the control of his life never sprouted in him. He never knew he could. His thirst for his mother's tender love is so strong he is willing to worship his soul to her. He never learned to fight back. He never learned to speak out. He never learned that he can be the captain of his own life. That's what parents do. Exploiting their child's unconditional love to shape them under their own desire. It's their opportunity over their opportunity.
What if you had helped them? What if you helped so many him or hers?
What if you had had the chance to save them from being torn alive, living under their guardian’s shadows, or continuing on the path of the so-called sole opportunity to success while they break and fall and shattered along the way?
What if you all, obligated in the goodwill of our future generation; to thrive from knowledge and wisdom, to be equipped to seize their opportunity in achieving their dreams protected her? She was crushed, murdered from the hands her guardians sworn to protect the privileges of children. All she; all we; all of us ever made from this society were stillborn dreams. We were born under the worst of times in society’s best of times. You murdered your own child with uniform futures, strangling them from individuality. You killed them with what you believe to benefit them.
You could have saved her. You could have saved him. You could have saved them.You stood aside with eyes of empathy but hands of apathy. You killed us.
Inspired by the photo series Time to tame the tigers? by Saskia WESSELING Image #1, #2, #5