( Photo credit: arifhasan)
The burglar crept stealthily through the house, his eyes darting everywhere.
His mission? To steal, to kill and to destroy.
The home owner woke up with a start, his heart in his mouth.
He was sure there was an intruder.
He stood up and made his way downstairs.
And their eyes met.
There was a scuffle and the burglar screamed,
‘I know my rights!’
The home owner yelled,
‘Your rights comes with responsibility.’
‘I know my rights,’ has been the song of the free for a long time, especially in the developed countries. Expectedly, several people have abused this freedom. Imagine the terrorist who killed innocent people, claiming human rights, or convicted criminals trying to buy their freedom through crazy scheming lawyers. I reckon we should all have rights but we shouldn’t trample on other people’s rights as well. We are all the same, brown, black, white, orange or whatever colour, race or creed. We are humans, and we should respect one another.
Just like this beautiful picture taken in Spring time Toronto, that’s how delicate ‘Rights’ are, so beautiful but very fragile…
Thanks for reading my post, have a great weekend friends.
Much love, always. 🙂