Some things seem like fiction; unimaginable. A "tsunami” sweeping across the ocean and killing hundreds of thousands of people. It’s just not real, despite the evidence before your eyes on television and the Internet.
People don’t REALLY die of cancer slowly and in incredible pain. People don’t die in horrendous car crashes, or plane crashes, for that matter. It’s all a fabrication meant to scare me.
But one thing that I can’t deny is that I lived in Africa in a state controlled by one of the worst dictators on the planet at the time. I can’t deny it, because I was there. Three long years. It affected every facet of our lives. Do take a moment and read the Wikipedia entry of this guy, because unlike everything else that I deny, I was there and it’s true.
I swear, it was only my youth and my white skin that let me escape unscathed from Zaïre.
But read and learn. I, and we, deny so many things just to stay sane, and I’m so glad I sit at a computer tapping on keys instead of being in a prison, or worse, a grave, but sometimes
I’m astonished
At things
I seen.
Wit’ dese eyes o’ mine.
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