Friday, August 01, 2008

XCUSE ME



Starving:
I'm hungry now. Too tired to walk. Nothing left for my boy to nurse. Can you see me here?
Fed:

I'm sorry, but no time right now. I have to take my children to their shiny sc hool after their pancake breakfast.
Starving:

Do you see my boy.
My heart is broken afresh every day that I cannot feed him. Fed:
Sorry? What was that? I'm late you know. Have to go. We'll chat later.
Starving:

Somehow I have to walk another 15 miles. It's said there's water there. Can you see me here?
Fed:
No time, no time,
I have back to back meetings today. Important business, important plannings.
Starving:

Perhaps your wife then?

Fed:
Oh no, no no. She's busy, booked up with chores and errands and things we need.
Starving:
Oh.
Fed:

Now don't be that way.
We help, you know.
Starving:
How? Do you mind if my boy and I lie down now. We're very tired.
Fed:

(wiping hands) Er, um, of course. Well, we give. Money. To charity. Starving: We don't want your money.
Fed:
It's not our fault, you know. Starving: We don't care whose fault it is. We're just hungry. And sick.
Fed:
I don't have time for this right now. I have important planning to do. Starving: We don't want your time.
Fed:

I'll help tomorrow. That's what.
I'll book 5 minutes for you at one. Starving: We can't make it.
Fed:

What?
Starving:
We're dead at 6:00 today.
Fed:

Oh. It's not my fault you know.

Starving:

I still don't care.
Fed:

I'm doing important work here.
You'll see.
Starving:

Not us. We won't.

Fed:

Well, those after you. Next year. We're making some beautiful buildings. They'll change things.
Starving:

When? Not for us.
Fed:
You'll see. Well those after you.
Our buildings will bring in only the best people. Only the best. They're the ones.
Starving:

We need you.
Now.
Fed:
No time today. No time. Important meetings, plannings. What was it you wanted? Starving:
Just a glass of milk.
For my boy. So he can die without his stomach hurting.